Tuesday, Sept. 06, 2005 - 3:17 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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The USA Sucks My Time
I don't know how I"d spend my time without the United States of America.
The hours I spent over the 9/11 fiasco, digging through blogs to discover who knew what, why the planes weren't stopped, why there was so much fingerpointing and blathering, and um, non-Osama-catching.
The hours I spent over the shock and awe on Iraq, which for some reason seemed to suddenly be a world priority though Saddam had been in power for a generation or so.
The hours I spent over last November's election, both pre-vote and after vote, listening to a lying President (we call that an exaggeration, he says as someone quotes him correctly), reading about ballot machines miscounting votes, being sent to republican zones and out of commission in democratic zones and on and on and on.
The hours I spent reading up on news stories highlighting the administration's having decided to invade Iraq for their own interests when Clinton was in power, not even Dubya, and then lying to the world about WMD and connections to 9/11.
And now the Katrina fiasco. Really, the United States eats up way much of our non-Americans' time.
For your reading pleasure, I shall share with you.
Here is a story about a young man who commandeered an abandoned schoolbus, and picked up strangers to drive them to safety all the way to Texas. Not burning the bus. Or filling it with electronics. Not driving with his personal shit to a friend's place or deciding to steal the bus forever and live in it as he toured the countryside for a few years smoking doobies. No, he loaded it with people and drove it to a refugee center, and handed over the bus safe and sound. Some are saying he "looted" the bus and they were "renegade refugees". Cripey. I would call him a hero.
As someone on a blog noted, if 99 more individuals had done that, and saved 100 people each, 10,000 more people would have been ferried safely out of that city, instead of living in their own shit as people died like flies around them. (haha, I'm sure the flies were breeding like devils in hell, not dying).
Here is a photo of hundreds of similar schoolbuses, that instead of having been "looted" and driven full of citizens, to sit safely and in working condition in Texas, available for reuse, sit waterlogged, unused and unusable. Makes one want to puke.
Here is a thread about the incompetence of FEMA, who refused offers of help from other States (which was offered even before the levies broke), refused help from other countries, took FIVE DAYS to get help and move people out of their imposed supposedly safe refuge of hell.
Here is one particularly lucid and good reply from one commenter.
To top things off, Bush did allegedly totally bogus photoshoots about the aid being brought to people, including them banning helicopters from flying while he was in the state ...in case of terrorists or somesuch, but effectively stopping all aid to the victims while he was "helping". If I were him I'd be less concerned about a sniper in a helicopter and more concerned about famished victims whose relatives had died in their arms over the past five days ripping him apart bodily limb from limb. Sheesh.
Another good comment from the same thread about the whole emergency preparedness of Homeland Security, who took charge of disaster relief coordination post 9/11.
Fidel Castro offers aid to hurricane victims. I wonder if the US will accept.
OK, I have totally proven my point by writing this post. I cannot believe it but reading those threads, trying to find good links, it is now 6:35 am. I am a fool. Kripes.
Goodnight folks. I hope you are sleeping on high ground.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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