'Tis the week before Christmas
And all through the nation,
We continue to deal with
The same political constipation!
It's been a tough year for our great Republic with natural
disasters, the loss of more American military overseas, political
gridlock in the Congress and here in California, and a realization
that our government, as good as it is, needs a major tune-up.
This time of year, for my family and me, has always been
about staying close to home, cooking, opening gifts, gong
to church, and just generally celebrating Christmas. I tell
you this because a couple of years ago, the wife and I decided
to alter out Christmas celebration and spend it out of town.
We chose New Orleans and its great Christmas traditions,
the fantastic food, the great people, cruising down the Mississippi
River and watching the burning towers built by locals along
the river banks. It was a great Christmas with our youngest
daughter, an 18-year-old at the time.
So as we hurry and scurry around buying last minute gifts
and wait for jolly old St. Nick, I can't help but be frustrated
by what has NOT happened in the Big Easy since the devastation
of Hurricane Karina. Last week, a judge ordered the Federal
Emergency Management Agency, FEMA, to extend the funding for
people who have been living in hotels all these months. Where
did the FEMA bureaucrats think these poor people were supposed
As you and I have moved on to other things in life, we don't
have to deal with the hell these people have been facing and
will for years to come. Think about it a minute. Not only
did they lose their homes and personal belongings like clothes,
furniture, photos, family heirlooms, kids' toys, computers,
etc., but they lost their jobs. Not just the work they did
as a plumber, secretary, nurse, teacher, sales clerk, restaurant
server, et al, they lost any ability to be a part of a social
structure where a place to work even exists. The hospitals,
restaurants, stores, and offices they once occupied have also
been wiped out.
I never get sentimental about most things I do in life, including
the places I visit, but my first Christmas away from home
and seeing the continuing devastation and government inability
at all levels to take care of business really pisses me off.
I have a much better command of the English language than
to express my anger in such primitive ways, but to simply
say that "I am mad" is to greatly sanitize my families
and I am not usually want to do that.
Without any disagreement, the task of cleaning up New Orleans
and the rest of the Gulf Coast is beyond anything we have
ever seen in this great country. But to read the emails of
the likes of the head of FEMA worrying about getting a reservation
at a good restaurant, the Governor worried about what type
of clothes she should wear in public, and the African-American
mayor of New Orleans spouting off that he didn't want to see
"Mexicans over-running" his city in the clean-up
efforts is revoltingly disgusting.
Politics, and the analysis paralysis of inept politicians
and bureaucrats, is killing people in our country. The aftermath
of Katrina is a perfect example. Very little gets done and
it takes forever to figure that out. Have you ever asked yourself
why Louisiana, with a Democrat governor, is so far behind
repairing the damage in her state? And yet, her neighbor governors
in Mississippi and Alabama, who were also devastated, have
made major progress in starting the rebuilding process and
they happen to be Republicans. I'm not trying to engage in
partisan politics here, I am just pointing out facts.
While Louisiana continues to thrash about accusing the federal
government of a deliberately slow response to the hurricane
damage allegedly because the victims were black, and the mayor
o New Orleans complains about Mexicans, Mississippians and
Alabamans don't give a hoot about color as long as you come
to help rebuild their beautiful coast and help restart their
It's sort of a Christmas-type of attitude in those two states.
Come and be jolly, work with us and help us, and we'll all
have a good time and we look forward to a new and prosperous
But the Louisiana victicrats, as talk show host Larry Elder
likes to refer to the liberals in our society, would rather
bitch and moan about their ills, complain that life isn't
fair, express their profound despair that it's going to be
a bleak Christmas and say they can't possibly even think about
the New Year. Instead of being a part of the solution to their
own problems, they remain a part of the problem itself.
Merry Christmas to all, and may Santa, dressed as the Wizard
of Oz, bring the politicians in Louisiana and their victicrat
pimps in Washington DC, some new hearts, some new brains,
and certainly some courage to do the right thing from now