form of Bottled water and busses to Houston. Hoop-dee-damn-doo.

In no way am I a caring person. I hate many a thing, be it careless drivers and long lines at the porn shop. But I cannot sit here in my air-conditioned home, drinking my cold beer as I take a dump in my working toilet and not ask: Why in the fiery Christ did it take so long for the American Government to act? The days before Hurricane Katrina, five-ton army trucks filled with pimple-faced National Guard should have been getting those people out. Shit, I was watching jerk-off News reporters fight the wind to go to mailboxes and I thought to myself: What in the hell is that asshole doing? I’d be out like the trash on a Thursday. Even as Katrina washed away people, homes and worldly possessions still the US did nothing?

But fuck my ass if it was Kazakhstan or Indo-China you’re goddamn right the US would be there five million military personal deep with oodles of food and Bush would smile his grinchy smile and give a rousing speech filled with mispronunciations and clichés. I’ll tell you now what is important to the current government, fruitless wars and making $$$ while the American people can fuck themselves slow.

I cannot believe it took five goddamn days for Government relief to show up. But was it in the form of food and water? Nope, it was armed soldiers with shoot-to-kill orders, some still fresh from the melee of Iraq. Ok granted people were rioting but not due to some maliciousness like say…invading foreign troops, they had no food, no water and carcasses littered the streets like discarded bundles of clothes. Those people were crying out. If this outrages me, a person who spends most of his time drinking and drawing dicks on unconscious party-goers, then what would it do to a person who readily sends aide to broken people?

I can already tell how this will go. ‘8-29-2005’ Magnetic ribbons and those little elastic bracelets will clog the market and be sold for 800% mark-up and some pittance will be ‘donated’ to the “Suffering people of this great tragedy.” In the months during the clean up, a handful of celebrities and government officials with be photographed picking up a discarded PVC pipe or generic piece of debris and be labeled ‘Kind, and in touch with the people’ while a horridly sappy country song will surface with painfully misplaced patriotic undertones.

“Hurricane Katrina, we hate you…you made our people hurt.
Now you will be hunted down and your face rubbed in the dirt,
Weather cannot stop America, weather your time is due,
God knows and loves us, you can’t flood the Red white and blue.”

The chorus would be something like that but sung by a gravely voiced songster backed up with a wah-pedal and children’s choir while images of the American flag super-imposed onto pictures of ragged people embracing and a doll floating in ruddy water flashes on a stadium big-screen.

I think now is the time for us to take care of our own and fix this country. Get rid of bureaucrats that only care about putting another tier on their estates fashioned out of mammoth ivory and dodo eggs. Out with war-mongering profiteers and focus on our schools, streets, unemployed and national disasters. Five days people, hell France could do better than that. I read a report where the official estimate to drain the water was 30-80 days, which is obliviously padded. I’m thinking more in the neighborhood of five months to drain the chemical-rich water filled with bloated corpses and more feces then a state fair outhouse. But what the hell do I know?

Out

War is piece
Freedom is slavery
Ignorance is strength