Oh good!!!!
I took the krunk elevator down to ground level to take out the garbage last night and was assaulted by none other than the smell of garbage - but not our own - to be accurate, it was the all-too-familiar but never gone-unnoticed "East Campus" stench of the nearby sewage. Tonight i immediately realized that that's probably just about what it smells like in New Orleans right now, and, well, Jesus. I just can't believe this horrifying situation. And maybe i should be, but i'm not feeling very "thankful to be alive" right now. When i smelled that EC stench it actually made me MORE angry, because i realized that our stench is just a small-scale example of how fucking stupid the powers that be can possibly be. I'm certainly no expert, but don't we have the resources to deal with this kind of thing? The United States, I mean. It's not a matter of "we're paying a lot of money to live in these places," it's a matter of "we deserve a as peaceful an environment as possible, when at all possible." Aren't the germs circulating that humid air harmful to us, anyway? Anyway, i'm not developing any diseases right now, as far as i know, i'm just mad because it says how very little people think about things. There's nothing we can do about that now, though. As for New Orleans, and Mississippi, and Alabama, however. Where the air not only has a sickening smell, it actually is causing sickness and hysteria. That we CAN do something about.
AND THEY ARE JUST NOW GETTING "DECENT" FEDERAL AID. ?!?!!!!!! What's the matter, feds? You acted pretty fast after the horror that was 9/11. What, that just hit a little closer to home? And George W. Bush, the KING of slow reaction, is just now arriving on the scene (surprise, surprise), getting his picture taken with the derelict black women, to show, you know, that he relates to America. That he cares about these poor oppressed and uninformed minorities who were not immediately rescued following the storm (surprise, surprise). But you know what, it's a lie, it's a fucking shameful lie - no one can relate to that. I'm ashamed to say that not many people in this country can relate to true human compassion and generosity, or to harmonious inter-cultural coexistence. So hug that black woman, Bush, you go girl. Because that's what you are. A fucking PUSSY ASS GIRL. What we CAN relate to - and what you can't see immediately in pictures of our president half-embracing a hurricane victim - is that he might as well be sitting on his ass or getting a shiatsu massage, or selling some kind of a superfluous product. Isn't the majority of this country just trying desperately to sell some product? What we fucking NEED is someone we can't relate to in the sense that said someone is INTELLIGENT, SMART, NOT AT ALL DUMB, and most importantly, WILLING TO GET THE FUCKING JOB DONE. Someone who is not black, white, straight, gay, hispanic, asian, cool, or uncool - just a born leader. Doesn't that kind of person exist SOMEWHERE among the 300 million people in this country? Hell, we need someone who might be a little bit crazy, as long as he's gung-ho. Someone who is BETTER than us who can show us how to better ourselves. A leader. A man of resource. We HAVE the resources for this. We KNOW we do. We can't all help directly, but we can get ideas in people's pretty little heads, we can use our little muscles to push the big muscles to move. People are DYING and LOSING LOVED ONES, and there is no revenge to be taken, no questions to be asked or answered, just lives to be saved and ameliorated. The humanity...i am so ashamed and terrified and sad. It's great and all that the states are sending in cops to enforce some martial law in the disgustingly barbaric flooded streets of New Orleans, but how about the feds take some FUCKING TROOPS out of GOD DAMN IRAQ and BRING THEM HOME TO FIGHT SOMETHING WORTH FIGHTING. Better still, get the troops out of the middle east and send Bush in, and see what he can get done. Get Bush out of the pictures hugging the impovershed to improve his public image and get him in the damn kitchen cooking up something nourishing for these people.
Jacques Mouledoux, a very sweet friend of mine from New Orleans who I befriended in Italian class about 2 years ago today, told me last night that his family probably no longer has their home and that he will never see some of his friends again because they have either lost family members or moved away completely. I feel as if i've lost someone just hearing that - it's a sick, black hole sensation in your stomach, a loosening of the jaw, and if it's not a feeling meriting someone's compassion and undivided attention, i don't know what is. "I still believe in spite of everything that people are really good at heart..." ...yes, Anne, at heart. At heart.
Listen to this in its entirety.
On a complete aside, just a little update on my personal doings, I'm about to leave job one of the day (rounds at Copy Services) to tackle the next (busting my ass hostessing and waitressing and looking cute at Angelo's). More on that later. GO DAWGS.
PEACE
AND THEY ARE JUST NOW GETTING "DECENT" FEDERAL AID. ?!?!!!!!! What's the matter, feds? You acted pretty fast after the horror that was 9/11. What, that just hit a little closer to home? And George W. Bush, the KING of slow reaction, is just now arriving on the scene (surprise, surprise), getting his picture taken with the derelict black women, to show, you know, that he relates to America. That he cares about these poor oppressed and uninformed minorities who were not immediately rescued following the storm (surprise, surprise). But you know what, it's a lie, it's a fucking shameful lie - no one can relate to that. I'm ashamed to say that not many people in this country can relate to true human compassion and generosity, or to harmonious inter-cultural coexistence. So hug that black woman, Bush, you go girl. Because that's what you are. A fucking PUSSY ASS GIRL. What we CAN relate to - and what you can't see immediately in pictures of our president half-embracing a hurricane victim - is that he might as well be sitting on his ass or getting a shiatsu massage, or selling some kind of a superfluous product. Isn't the majority of this country just trying desperately to sell some product? What we fucking NEED is someone we can't relate to in the sense that said someone is INTELLIGENT, SMART, NOT AT ALL DUMB, and most importantly, WILLING TO GET THE FUCKING JOB DONE. Someone who is not black, white, straight, gay, hispanic, asian, cool, or uncool - just a born leader. Doesn't that kind of person exist SOMEWHERE among the 300 million people in this country? Hell, we need someone who might be a little bit crazy, as long as he's gung-ho. Someone who is BETTER than us who can show us how to better ourselves. A leader. A man of resource. We HAVE the resources for this. We KNOW we do. We can't all help directly, but we can get ideas in people's pretty little heads, we can use our little muscles to push the big muscles to move. People are DYING and LOSING LOVED ONES, and there is no revenge to be taken, no questions to be asked or answered, just lives to be saved and ameliorated. The humanity...i am so ashamed and terrified and sad. It's great and all that the states are sending in cops to enforce some martial law in the disgustingly barbaric flooded streets of New Orleans, but how about the feds take some FUCKING TROOPS out of GOD DAMN IRAQ and BRING THEM HOME TO FIGHT SOMETHING WORTH FIGHTING. Better still, get the troops out of the middle east and send Bush in, and see what he can get done. Get Bush out of the pictures hugging the impovershed to improve his public image and get him in the damn kitchen cooking up something nourishing for these people.
Jacques Mouledoux, a very sweet friend of mine from New Orleans who I befriended in Italian class about 2 years ago today, told me last night that his family probably no longer has their home and that he will never see some of his friends again because they have either lost family members or moved away completely. I feel as if i've lost someone just hearing that - it's a sick, black hole sensation in your stomach, a loosening of the jaw, and if it's not a feeling meriting someone's compassion and undivided attention, i don't know what is. "I still believe in spite of everything that people are really good at heart..." ...yes, Anne, at heart. At heart.
Listen to this in its entirety.
On a complete aside, just a little update on my personal doings, I'm about to leave job one of the day (rounds at Copy Services) to tackle the next (busting my ass hostessing and waitressing and looking cute at Angelo's). More on that later. GO DAWGS.
PEACE