4:44 PM, Saturday, September 3rd, 2005:
"We have been abandoned by our own country," said Aaron Broussard, the president of Jefferson Parish in New Orleans.
He broke down in tears Sunday as he recounted how a colleague's mother drowned awaiting rescue from a nursing home.
"Everyday, she called and she said, 'Are you coming, son? Is somebody coming?' " Broussard told NBC's "Meet the Press."
"And he said, 'Yeah, Mama, somebody's going to get you.
" 'Somebody's coming to get you on Tuesday.
" 'Somebody's coming to get you on Wednesday.
" 'Somebody's coming to get you on Thursday.
" 'Somebody's coming to get you on Friday,' and she drowned Friday night."
"Nobody's coming to get her. The secretary's promised, everybody's promised; they've had press conferences. I'm sick of the press conferences.
"For God's sake, shut up and send us somebody."
If you aren't in tears after watching that, you have emotional issues. That is so heartbreaking, and so FUCKING angering. People, I've never been angrier. Ever. Yesterday I bought a round-trip ticket to Washington D.C. to march in the war protests in a couple weeks. It's time to stop trying to fix the problems of a country that wants us to get the fuck out, and to take care of our OWN PEOPLE. I'd be in Louisiana if I didn't think I would be shot. So I'll fly to D.C. so angry I have to yell. I have to. I have the means, and this is what I want to do with the freedom those means afford me: something, anything. I am just so angry. Literally as angry as I've ever been about the actions/inactions of my country.
I really just sat at work on Friday seething. Couldn't concentrate on anything - and honestly I haven't been able to concentrate on anything for awhile now at work. It's soooooooooooooo money oriented. I mean - yay money is wonderful and it really has helped me be able to relax and breathe a bit - but there's never been a worse motivator in my life. I realized a friend I've known for almost 10 years just moved to D.C. and he could let me sleep on his couch... done. Fuck this man. I want to do SOMETHING.
Ignored. Those people were ignored. For whatever reason, for days on end our government watched and waited. And then yesterday have the audacity to have photo-ops and press conferences about this huge heroic "rescue". Man FUCK them. And forget the conspiracy theories, forget the "why"s: that they want it to be dessimated so developers can take the gulf over for pennies on the dollar, that they don't care because they're black, that they really are spread thin because of Iraq - it doesn't matter. Our government CANT protect us. They proved that. We pay taxes for SHIT. Do you realize that the people who did exactly what their leaders told them to do - DIED because of it? Those people at the superdome and the convention center who were too poor or sick to get out, went where they were told on Sunday afternoon - and stayed there until FUCKING FRIDAY before any water, food or transportation arrived. AND HUNDREDS DIED. Are you fucking kidding me? AHHHHHHHHHHHH.
And then there's Iraq. Man, I'm just too angry to write anything poignant at this point. The man needs to step down. The democrats (and republicans) need to make it their number one priority to get it done, because everything he's done is criminal. How does any country view him any better than Saddam? Seriously. He watched people in his country die. From the hurricane? NO. From waving their hands and crying for help for days and days and sending NO ONE to help them. GRRRRRRRRRR.
Can't talk about this anymore. I just had to write to say I'm going to D.C. I'll bring a guitar, my laptop and my camera and update daily. I will try my best to refrain from pissing on the whitehouse lawn, but I can't promise anything. I just feel so helpless and all I can think to do is go to his house and just yell. I'm not sure I've witnessed anything more unjust as what's happened this week. And when you believe in something that strong, and have the means... I can't do nothing. Period. I may lose my job, but I'll find another one. Again, I'm lucky to have the means, so I will do something. Seriously, if I didn't think I would get shot - I would've volunteered in Louisiana. I just truly believe that it starts with this war on "terror". That is the first injustice that draws ALLLLLLLL of our resources away from the most OBVIOUS SHIT EVER. Like being able to evacuate a city in 24-48 hours. Not a WEEK. I mean it's Sunday morning in New Orleans right now and there's STILL thousands waiting. What, the, fuck. Again, I have to stop. I could curse for years on this. I am typing a mile a minute.
WATCH THIS AGAIN. DOWNLOAD THE MP3. PASS IT ON. You aren't seing this on TV anymore because it's nothing but "rescue missions". NEVER FORGET what happened here. And seriously if they can impeach Clinton for lying about a blowjob - there is no way in the next 3 years we can't hold Bush responsible for his criminal actions at home and abroad.
I will most likely alienate many of you for the sudden turn in this "journey". Don't care. I told you this "journey" was changing - I'm simply following my heart as I have my entire life. Being famous used to fill my heart, and now doesn't even fill my gall bladder. My heart still exists however, and it's heavy, hurting and ANNNNNNGRY.