09.02.05 - 10:37 pm

so listen, i really dont know what the fuck is going on down there. all i know is the pieces and segments captured from text and images displayed on television. i wish i knew the whole story. i wish i was there. i wish i was suffering. i wish i was hot, hungry, sick and confused. i wish i was ankle deep in putrid water, four feet from a floating corpse in complete silence at 3 in the morning wondering what direction would take me to rescue. i wish my nostrils were unable to rid themselves of the smell of rotting sewage, dangerous chemicals, and stagnant water.

but i am in oregon. i still have electricity. food. water. shelter. im fine. im warm. i at least know whats going on up here.

but this is what i think:

im not surprised. of course new orleans was destined for failure. its set up like a poorly designed fish tank. the infinite wisdom of "if it can fail, it will" has been screaming since the citys conception. the blockades preventing the city from flooding were only designed to withstand a category 3 and maybe a 4 hurricane. Katrina was up there damn close to a category 5. if i remember correctly. the possibility of a category 5 hurricane should have instilled enough reason into the architects of new orleans to develop and imploy levees designed to withstand category 6 or 7 hurricanes. obviously. why would you build something that couldnt even cover the bare minimum? what sense does that make?
so the levees failed. of course they did. they were built to fail.
people knew this. people must have known that they were designed only for small hurricanes and when a large one was finally acknowledged this is when the president should have administered money in waiting, thousands of military in waiting just above louisiana and mississippi. and less than 24 hours after the hurricane, the entire fleet of everything should have been sent in. now i realize that the red cross acted fast. that police and helicopters did what they could. that everything was done as fast as it was able. but we have much more power than we excercised. far more. the hurricane hit monday night, just today did massive amounts of food and help arrive. thats five days too late. ridiculously late. what the hell was everything doing for the last five days? why did president bush just arrive today to experience the destruction? why wasnt he there the next day? i understand the scope of the devastation unfolded as the days progressed...but shouldnt an area known for a steady stream of hurricanes be able to tell just from the initial 24 hours that this hurricane fucked up alot more than any previous one? it just doesnt make sense. doesnt add up.
next, what the fuck were you thinking? you fucking idiots who had to be rescued from roof tops...a fucking category 4 hurricane was coming. everyone else left the day before. but what the fuck did you do, just sit and wait for the power to go out? play cards in the dark while your fucking neighborhood was reduced to rubble? did you snap your fingers, frown and wish youd been smarter as your family and belongings get blown out into the darkness and wind? and for those who had their houses survive and then succumb to flood waters, again....you live in a fucking fish bowl, just a breath away from being submerged at all times by weak levees....what the hell did you think was going to happen? you put too much faith in your false hopes. you live in shitty houses in a shitty city. of course you were going to have to cut through your ceiling and sit on your roof and pray the water didnt rise further than that. shame on you for putting yourself in that position. for every asshole on a roof waving their underwear for help who got a helicopter rescue, someone else lay under a pile of bricks, struggling to raise an arm above their broken body to signal for help and wasnt.
and then inspite of those assholes....you had a bigger collection of fucking idiots show up. looters. looting for food? guns? tvs? you sons of bitches. while i completely would have enjoyed the buffet of free technological goodies in time of despair, a rich man doesnt have any better an after life if he dies wrapped in gold coins. you may have gotten that 72" plasma tv...but when your house is underwater and dilapidated...what the fuck are you going to do with it?

and real cute lighting parts of your city on fire. no seriously, good thinking. im also really glad street gangs got together with automatic weapons. i mean, i cant think of a more prosperous sovereign nation of individuals who control a few city blocks of smoldering submerged shitty buildings. no really. you guys really have your heads on straight. how long are you going to carry around guns and patrol the streets raping and mugging desperate homeless confused people? forever? do you think your gang is just going to get bigger? do you think empty already looted businesses will just...keep being refilled with goods?

the world is trying to help you fuckers out, and you light things on fire. you form street gangs and loot. cant you guys show the world that you have morals? decency?

and ill pull out a race card for just a moment, i really have no idea what would happen, but just think....if salt lake city suddenly was flooded and destroyed by a cataclysmic tidal wave, would the entire white population start street gangs? would they start looting and robbing people? would white people do the same thing the hordes of african americans are doing?

i dont know. i really dont. i wish i knew. id hope that wed do the same as they are in louisiana. at least then i wouldnt feel like the citizens down there are acting like complete fucking animals.

sigh. look at you president bush. youre killing us over seas. and when disaster strikes here twice in five years....i just really wish youd be the first president to really focus on local issues instead of worldly ones. spend $260 billion rebuilding the united states of america instead of a trivial war. fix our schools. fix our pollution. fix our poor. fix our homeless. fix our levees. fix our health care. stop fucking around with your goddaman arabs and personal agendas.

be a fucking president for fucks sake.