Friday, September 02, 2005

File under "No shit, Sherlock."

Bush says relief efforts are "not acceptable."

But you know, it is semi-reassuring to see that, eventually, some information does penetrate the layers of that man's skull.

Sorry if that sounds excessively snarky, but there's a lot about the Katrina situation that really makes my blood boil. Like how people were huddled en masse into the Superdome, and then essentially abandoned for days.

Like how people were told to get the hell out of Dodge because there was a freakin' Category 5 hurricane bearing down on them, and some absolutely refused to leave (I realize that some people absolutely couldn't, due to health or finances, but people so stubborn as to ignore all reason, I don't get that.).

Like how there are people who actually have the gall to fire gunshots at rescue helicopters. Um, since a lot of those are U.S. military choppers, couldn't that be considered an act of treason? Enjoy your death penalty if you get caught, fuckers.

Like how reporters take frame after frame of footage of people suffering, but don't seem to be doing a whole lot to help them. You guys don't look like you missed too many meals or showers, so put the camera down and get these people some food and water already (yes, I know, they say that's dangerous due to the looters and thieves and malcontents and what not, but shouldn't somebody ought to try?).

Like how anyplace in the United States of America in the year 2005 can suddenly resemble Somalia in under 5 days.

Like how when I filled up my gas tank this morning, I complained about having to pay $3.17 a gallon, even though my family is safe, I have a roof over my head and food on the table.

When I stop and think about all of this, I alternate between wanting to cry and wanting to just punch something. Especially when it comes to that last thing. What in the bloody hell do I have to fucking complain about? What gives me the right? I should be on my knees thanking God or Fate or Time or whom-/whatever for the good fortune I have been blessed with. Sometimes I kind of make me sick.

This post went places I didn't necessarily intend it to, but that's probably for the best.

No comments on this post, please, whether you agree with anything I said or not. I just needed to get this out there. Thanks for humoring me.