In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Das Idiot 

Moi. I am the idiot. This disaster is much worse than I initially thought it would be. I thought New Orleans was more prepared for this kind of thing. Not that I'm blaming them. I can blame the government. The government does have certain responsibilities, and disaster management is one of them. I'm just asking—and I asked this when I first heard about the 20,000 or so people they said would not be able to leave the city: why didn't they line up those buses the day before the hurricane hit to take those people out of NO? The Superdome was always a bad idea.

But in the grand scheme of evil genius idiots, the Emperor and his tailors take the freaking bakery! First, this disaster seems really disorganized—as disasters go. I thought the U. S. of A. was supposed to be the great primo power. Yet one of our major cities is being COMPLETELY evacuated while looting, death, and destruction in large doses continues. Yet—wait for it—our great leader is once again using a disaster to help out his buddies. FIRST and FOREMOST he lifts some pollution standards. HE LIFTS SOME FUCKING POLLUTION STANDARDS. That's how he's helping the average Joe and Jill in Louisiana and Mississippi. That helps ABSOLUTELY no one except his oil buddies. SECOND he releases the reserve oil. This AGAIN helps no one but his oil buddies. (The refineries are out of commission; the oil he's releasing needs refining.) But the people who voted for Bush will believe that this will somehow help gas prices—and maybe his oil buddies will knock down the price as a thank you to Bush. Who knows? But it's all temporary. (We've got to come up with different ways to get around. Where are our inventors? entrepreneurs? Invent something!)

I'm hoarse from silently screaming.

The Red Cross needs volunteers to go down to Louisiana. I thought about it. But with my immune system I'd be too much of a risk. They'd end up having to take care of me, too. Very frustrating.

AND LET'S NOT FORGET GLOBAL WARMING. It has been less than a year since the last big disaster. It seems to me it would be cheaper all around if we could do something to at least slow global climate change.

Oya, Oya, you did your dance.

Now what? Where's the opening for change.

She tears it, she tears it.

Oya, Oya...
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1 Comments:

Kim,

Here is an article that explains a lot about the state of preparadness and why it was less than it could have been:

http://www.commondreams.org/headlines05/0831-04.htm

Do you suppose that a clear understanding of the implications of this mightn't create a large market for smirk-faced voodoo dolls wearing naught but a Ten Gram, crown-shaped hat and a cowboy belt buckle attatched to a jockstrap? (flight-suit optional)

By Blogger Joy Renee, at 10:27 AM  

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