The worst devastation was in the town of Bantul, which accounted for three-quarters of the deaths. One man dug his 5-year-old daughter out of the rubble of her bedroom only to have her die in a hospital awaiting treatment with hundreds of others.
“Her last words were ‘Daddy, Daddy,'” said Poniran, who like many Indonesians uses only one name.
“I have to start my life from zero again.” said Poniran’s father.
Here is my question – Does it matter what was the nationality, color, race, or, God forbid, the religion of Poniran? And if so, why, and to whom.