I know I said enough with the politics but you just have to read this – it is so brilliant! And hey- it’s a cartoon so file it under ‘entertainment’, not politics.

So Bush has taken responsibilty for the utter lack of assistance to people in NO post Katrina. I’d like to think he means it but I can’t help thinking he is about as genuine as a little kid who when forced to apologize for bopping his buddy on the head with a Tonka truck crosses his little arms, looks at the ground, stomps his foot and says, “So-REY!” Better than nothing, though.

I ran 3.1 miles this AM in 30:40 which is very good for me. I am finally going to take my car to my mechanic for an overdue tune up and some repairs (it makes an ominous scraping/squeaking sound) and I’m going to take care of a few other things I’ve let go forever. Yea me.

NO is in recovery mode and so am I.

Tom DeLay went to the Astrodome and engaged a couple of boys in a little light hearted conversation:

While on the tour with top administration officials from Washington, including U.S. Secretary of Labor Elaine L. Chao and U.S. Treasury Secretary John W. Snow, DeLay stopped to chat with three young boys resting on cots.

They nodded yes, but looked perplexed.

I’ll bet it’s fun. I’ll bet it’s almost as much fun as enduring 5 days with little food or water and fearing for your life in the midst of human waste. I’ll bet it’s like the super good fun time those boys had waiting and waitng and waiting for someone to get them out of whatever hell-hole they were having fun in before they got there. I’ll get it’s just like going to Camp Lackacompassion which is where DeLay most surely spent his summers.

And to think he was probably out on ‘the tour of the less fortunate’ to take the focus and heat off of his PAC getting indicted for improper campaign contributions today. Nice job, bucko!

Tom DeLay went to the Astrodome and engaged a couple of boys in a little light hearted conversation:

While on the tour with top administration officials from Washington, including U.S. Secretary of Labor Elaine L. Chao and U.S. Treasury Secretary John W. Snow, DeLay stopped to chat with three young boys resting on cots.

They nodded yes, but looked perplexed.

I’ll bet it’s fun. I’ll bet it’s almost as much fun as enduring 5 days with little food or water and fearing for your life in the midst of human waste. I’ll bet it’s like the super good fun time those boys had waiting and waitng and waiting for someone to get them out of whatever hell-hole they were having fun in before they got there. I’ll get it’s just like going to Camp Lackacompassion which is where DeLay most surely spent his summers.

And to think he was probably out on ‘the tour of the less fortunate’ to take the focus and heat off of his PAC getting indicted for improper campaign contributions today. Nice job, bucko!

So now we know where George Bush comes by his remarkable sense of social justice. The following is a story about Barbara Bush and her razor sharp observations and magnanimous sense of compassion.

She was part of a group in Houston today at the Astrodome that included her husband and former President Bill Clinton, who were chosen by her son, the current president, to head fundraising efforts forthe recovery. Sen. Hilary Clinton and Sen. Barack Obama were also present. In a segment at the top of the show on the surge of evacuees to the Texas city, Barbara Bush said: “Almost everyone I’ve talked to says we’re going to move to Houston.”Then she added: “What I’m hearing which is sort of scary is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality.”And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this–this (she chuckles slightly) is working very well for them.”

That’s a direct quote from my 17 year old daughter, Pookie who, along with 5 or 6 other girls in her leadership class at high school, spent from 10 – 2:00 and from 4:30 – 8:00 standing on the sidewalk asking for donations to the Red Cross to help victims of Katrina. I can’t tell you how much it warms my heart to know that my kid feels really good about devoting almost her entire vacation day to that effort. Out of this experience she has had an opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of making a real contribution (she thinks they collected about $3,000) and to put a few bucks in her kharma bank. Oh – and she made her Mama proud – really proud.

The guy who heads FEMA has for his credentials a background in running horse shows.

Is it any wonder he can’t run emergency relief? I mean really, how bad can it get at a horse show?

Mr. Brown had no obvious qualifications, other than having been Mr. Allbaugh’s college roommate. But Mr. Brown was made deputy director of FEMA; The Boston Herald reports that he was forced out of his previous job, overseeing horse shows. And when Mr. Allbaugh left, Mr. Brown became the agency’s director. The raw cronyism of that appointment showed the contempt the administration felt for the agency; one can only imagine the effects on staff morale.

The drunk uncle shows up for a holiday dinner bearing a nice juicy ham and a box of chocolates for the hostess. He brings little bags of candy for the kids wrapped in bright foil and bows and for the host he has a bottle of Scotch. He smiles and greets everyone by name, hugging the women and giving the guys a fraternal squeeze of the shoulder and then goes off to the kitchen to mix drinks.

At dinner he performs the honor of opening the wine and pouring for everyone. He stands at the table, lifts his glass and makes a jocular speech remembering to thank the hostess for a lovely meal and then he veers off course and makes some off color joke at which point the host guffaws loudly and gets Drunk Uncle to sit down and start eating.

By the end of dinner Drunk Uncle has become argumentative and crass. He has teased and cajoled the children to tears, making derogatory comments about their perfectly good manners and stinging them with insults about their appearance. He provokes the other men into arguments about sports or politics, calls them ‘shit for brains’ and then blames his foul mood on the kids being too noisy and the food being a huge disappointment which has put him a bad mood. He screams at everyone, blaming them for everything that is wrong in the world and spins out of control until someone finally walks him out of the dining room and gets him to go horizontal on the couch in the back room where he passes out for the night.

In the morning the family wakes to find Drunk Uncle in the kitchen making bacon and eggs and squeezing oranges for fresh juice. The table is set and there is a center piece of fresh flowers. He welcomes them into the kitchen, pours coffee and serves breakfast. He promises the kids that next time he comes he will take them to the park and out for pony rides. He sings the praises of yesterday’s meal to the hostess. When he leaves he hugs everyone and thanks them for another great holiday – the best yet. The family waves good-bye, never even considering the idea of calling Drunk Uncle on his egregious behavior of the day before.

And so it goes with our Drunk Uncle Georgie who hung out in San Diego strumming a guitar and raising money on Tuesday while people died of thirst and heat prostration in New Orleans. They died because there were no medical facilities, because hospitals ran out of fuel for generators. Wednesday he flew back to Crawford, TX (because the White House is under renovation, wink wink) and slept soundly while others sweltered in the heat and endured the incessant crying of hungry children. Finally on Thursday, after people had been left to rot in human waste and dead bodies he flew over New Orleans to get a comfy, air conditioned look at the destruction. It wasn’t until Friday that he made a personal appearance at which time he pointed his finger away from himself but at no one in particular and declared that the relief efforts had been unacceptable and that help is needed and is on the way . On Saturday he asserted “”When you talk to the proud folks in the area, you see a spirit that cannot be broken,” followed by “In America, we do not abandon our fellow citizens in their hour of need”

Yes Unckie George – we did abandon our fellow citizens in their hour of need. The babies and the old folks who died are gone because we weren’t there for them. Their hour of need came, was ignored and with its passing so went theirs. For the proud survivors, they used their spirit to do the only thing they could do – loot Walmart to get some supplies.

But never mind – a Drunk Uncle is always warm, always caring, and always makes just the right promises. He is guilt free and focused only on the positive – on the promise of a new, fresh tomorrow. And the most noble thing about a Drunk Uncle is that he will never prevail upon his friends and colleagues for anything. For example, side kick Dick Cheney is still on vacation in Wyoming and Drunk Uncle has yet to demand he get his fat ass back to Washington to do some work. Oh those crazy Drunk Uncles – if it weren’t for them we might all have to face reality.

May he rest in peace. And may the media quit making such a big effort to impress upon us how conservative he was and how he turned the whole court into a conservative judiciary as though that’s a good thing.

Captain Dumbass, our Commander in Chief now gets to appoint 2 people to the Supreme Court. The way he has totally screwed up in Louisiana and Mississippi will hopefully have a very negative impact on his ability to slip some uber Christian right wing nut job into the position.

Oh please, oh please, oh please let us leverage his utter incompetence – please? Just this once?? (and no, I don’t know who I am pleading to.)

I noticed on the news tonight that the Red Cross was conspicuously absent other than the banner on the bottom of the screen with their phone number. It turns out that Homeland Security has forbidden the Red Cross to deliver aid to the people hungry, thirsty and sick in the Superdome because they figure if relief shows up the people won’t want to leave. Really – that’s the party line.

Can’t we please, please, please fire the entire Bush Administration now? People are DYING because these morons in power can’t think their way out of a paper bag. I am just sick to my stomach.

Read this – then read it again.

The state Homeland Security Department had requested–and continues to request–that the American Red Cross not come back into New Orleans following the hurricane. Our presence would keep people from evacuating and encourage others to come into the city.

The fact that people have had no way to get out for 5 days has in no way impacted the brilliant strategy of the Dept. of Homeland Security. And now babies and the elderly and infirm have died because they have no way out, and no relief came for 4 or 5 days. Tragic.