I discovered that rice is now my staple food. My country is still burning.

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I went to the kitchen for something to eat and although I have several ingredients, I wanted rice. So rice it was. While the water was put to boil, I fried the rice with crushed garlic, salt and more oil than my mother´s recipe. After that I threw into the pot the boiling water (I say "threw" because lately I have found out that it is easier to just add the water from the kettle and later on add another cup). Before that, the first cup sauteed on my skin and now I have to protect it. My skin now is much too thin Now the rice is simmering. The TV is telling me about the floods in the north and the forest fires here and a little south of where I live. And I´m now mylotting. I am relaxed and nothing hinders me from being fine. When the rice is cooked I probably will just eat some with nothing on the side although I have a steak and eggs. There´s nothing as delicious as the smell of rice fried with crushed garlic!! When I listen to the news and hear that most of those fires have been intentionally started, I discover in myself the ancient savage. I would not be lenient with them. I´d rot them in jail. It is the same feeling I have when I hear about evil people that abuse of children. People are still being burned by the fires. Would you use the words "human rights" to give lesser punishments to the culprits of strting the fires?