When I was a kid growing up on a farm in Iowa in the 1950s, a neighbor 5 miles away had a fire that took their house. I remember how traumatized the kids were, they had no clothing, no toys, nothing familiar, no kitchen nor place to sleep in peace, and they were just out there trying to find a place to shelter and have a meal. After that, the kids only had hand-me-downs for a long time, which made them feel inferior and 'other'. Luckily, the dad still had his business, but they had lost every material thing in that fire. In those days, many neighbors and others who had heard of their fire pitched in to help.
But what do you do when thousands of 'neighbors' have also been burnt out, with no businesses left to work at, no paycheck, no car to try to find work anywhere, and peoples' whole lives and identities, photos and lifetime of memories and ID's are melted in their computers? Even passwords to get access to 'the cloud' likely burnt to ash for most ppl. The devastation is immense, multiplied thousands of times.