I drafted a post about your awful mess, and how it is affecting my personal philosophy, but I think it might be a little soon and a little raw for me to say anything that might sound glib. So I'm shelving it for a few days.
Needless to say, as stupid as that is to say before saying something, I am rooting for you, Japan. The image of the person on the rooftop, waving the two pink umbrellas at the rescue helicopter is to me the perfect representation of everything I love about you. I plan on bringing some money to your economy someday in the future, once you get all cleaned up and feel ready for visitors. And perhaps invent some sort of tsunami-prevention wall device. If anybody can do it, it's you. Look at what you did for toilets, after all!
So much for not sounding glib. But really. If I ever prayed for anything other than my own interests, I would be praying for you.
I'm sorry. I guess I just can't help myself. I do love you. My world would be a much worse place without all that you bring to the table. Especially Pocky sticks. And your game shows.