…and it seems a lot of other people don’t either. Man lately there've been so many shitheads finally expressing their latent racism. I've never seen such a repulsive case of blaming the victims. All it took were some reports of terrible shit going down at the Superdome and Convention Center, and these shitheads' hateful paranoid views of black people were confirmed, thus rationalizing and excusing the unforgivably slow response by the goverment. After all, why should anyone give them food, they're shooting at the helicopters!!! Instead of helping the most vulnerable amongst them, young (black) men are preying on them!!! If it had been us (whiteys) in their place, why we'd be a paragon of civility!!! Blah blah blah. But check it y'all, all that mass looting, stabbing, killing, and raping that was reportedly going on at the Superdome and Convention Center??? Well, actually, turns out that shit never happened!!! Damn, whatever happened to fact-checking??? Well at least we have the story correct now, albeit a month too late.
The real tragedy is that all those unsubstantiated rumors were a crucial reason that help was delayed. Lots of those aforementioned paranoid shitheads were advocating sending the military down there not to distribute aid, but to shoot looters!!! Native New Orleanians fucking know better. We know the fucking deal. Even had things been as bad as advertised in the Superdome, we know that the military could be deployed to solely distribute aid. The responsibility to restore order to the Superdome could easily be handled by the legendary DOME PATROL. Let's see people kill each other with Rickey Jackson and Pat Swilling barreling towards them at full speed, mere nanoseconds away from delivering a bone-crushing blow. You might think you can have your way with a helpless pretty young thing you got cornered in the restroom, but then WHOOMP!, there Vaughan Johnson is, coming right at you with the brutal sack. Fourth and 18, bitches!!! Looks like you'll have to punt. You think you can terrorize the eldery and infirm and get away with it? GHOST OF SAM MILLS DON'T PLAY THAT!!!
Yo y'all. I haven't been posting lately cuz fuck it. You know? But man, something I read the other day pissed me off so much I just had to share it with you all. By now yuh all probably heard of this thing called Katrina (or as Laura Bush would say, "Hurricane Corrina") that completely leveled portions of America's Gulf Coast, including Trent Lott's house. I think I heard that it damaged New Orleans as well, so now comes the time to undertake the difficult task of determining how to best rebuild that city. I think (or at least hope) that the majority of people would want Newer Orleans to have basically the same spirit and temperament as New Orleans, of course with the addition of a more sound levee system and at least some semblance of a decent functioning mass transit system. However, my fear is that some hardcore Conservatives in government have a far more sinister plan for Newer Orleans. Here’s an excerpt from the article that pissed me off:
"The desire to bring conservative, free-market ideas to the Gulf Coast is white hot," says Rep. Mike Pence, the Indiana Republican who leads the Republican Study Group, an influential caucus of conservative House members. "We want to turn the Gulf Coast into a magnet for free enterprise. The last thing we want is a federal city where New Orleans once was."
“Where New Orleans once was”?!?!? Fuck you, Mike Pence! There's already some evidence that Republicans are going to use the rebuilding of New Orleans as their own personal laboratory to finally observe the real-life effects of some of their crazier pet theories which would never gain approval through normal legislative avenues, but they usually disguise their true aims in the form of vague assurances that New Orleans will be rebuilt "bigger and better". It’s actually nice to see such a candid quote in which the real intentions of the Conservatives are laid bare. New Orleans was too eccentric and unkempt for their liking, what with all those French-sounding street names, all those drunken dissolute tourists, and of course all those Negroes and their infernal jazz. Plus, not enough skyscrapers. But luckily God has given them this blessed crisitunity and they can now remake New Orleans to cater to the sensibilities of this tool and millions like him:
"I presume to know exactly how to rebuild New Orleans even though my state can't figure out what goddamn time zone to use."
Aight so since I last posted, something rather drastic has happened (y'all know what salad I'm talkin' bout). I won't post anything substantive or coherent about Katrina yet, mainly because I can't. This blog was meant for stupid random funny shit about sports and politics, so I can't really post about something that's been as difficult to get my head around as Katrina. I guess I'll just ramble now for a bit. For the past week I haven't been able to think or act properly. And for some reason it's been far more confusing than I'd thought it would be. The reason for my confusion is what I'll ramble on about now. It's not even about the thousands of innocent people who have died or the hundreds of thousands of survivors who have nothing to go back to or all the friends and family I was worried about. Those things are concrete, and I guess humans are wired to know how to respond to them. Grief, anger, helplessness, hope, whatever it is that you'll feel, at least it's something, and at least it's not vague and inarticulate. So I guess the confusion lies in losing something abstract and conceptual. We pretty much lost the city of New Orleans. At least for the moment, at least as we used to know it. The slowly creeping awareness of that loss is the most extraordinary and unfamiliar feeling I have ever encountered. How do you make sense out of that? What does that even mean, to lose an entire fucking city? This is some Pompeii or Atlantis type shit we're talking about here. I guess since a lot of people who read my blog are from Waleeziana you might understand where I'm coming from and at least shed some light on this.
Anyway for those who are alright, let me know what you are up to now. I haven't been able to call anyone on account of no working cell phones. I've been worried about how everyone will get back on their feet. Also, how are everyone's houses holding up? My house apparently didn't have any water in it but it did have some structural damage. I was looking through the satellite images online and I think I notced some extensive damage to EJ's roof. But then again things can be hard to make out in those pictures. If you want to check out some pics here's the site. Are y'all gonna try to go back to the city as soon as it becomes inhabitabIe again? My parents have been saying that they want to move out for good. My mom is sick of living in constant fear of flooding so she mentioned moving back to Bangladesh. Perhaps the irony was lost on her. I want to go back and help rebuild. I guess since I can't call y'all, let me know what's up in the comments. And Fatty, if you're reading this, we gotta come up with a rap tribute (or maybe just make some additions to "70003").
OK, anyway, I'll be back to writing stupidass giggle-inducing posts in a bit, but until then here's something that may tide y'all over.
Separated at birth???
