insensitive?

Sometimes I get so high singing paeans for the rain that I fail to consider the people who would freak out at the sight of dark clouds. These are the people who live in low-lying areas like Malabon and Navotas -- places where Waterworld is not an old crappy Hollywood movie but a crappy yearly reality. To them rain is as welcome as pestilence (or a Waterworld sequel).

Floods, landslides, death: These are the headlines every time the rainy season rolls in, I know. But what can I do? Rain is a woman with a beautiful face and a slender body, but wielding a scythe. In the end we are either admirers or helpless victims.