Puerto Ricans, Not Wall Street Vultures, Must Come First
NOVANEWS
By Maria Beri
I still cry when I talk to my family back in Puerto Rico. I am from a small town in Puerto Rico called Naranjito. My family members, like many on the island, are still waiting for distribution of basic supplies. They are in desperate need of water, gas, and food. They wait up to 15 hours in line only to receive two water bottles and scraps of food.
My sister is struggling with diabetes and cannot get the help she needs. My niece was dismissed from a hospital because of lack of equipment and overcrowding. In New York City, where I live now, I feel powerless to help them.
It is heartbreaking and it is shameful.
This is why on this month, I got up at the crack of dawn to meet my comrades from New York Communities for Change and take a four-hour bus trip to Wash...