I took my cousin and her husband on the Misery Tour and then K found out that the Monteleone was unable to fix CBS on the television set and so it was decided that he would watch the Florida/Tennessee game here at my house – now this was supposedly my night off – my night to stay in, refresh, relax, lounge for the Lord, whatever – but instead there was football going on all night and poboys from Parkway and rum and Cokes and twist. So much for night off.
In the lower 9, when K said that I couldn’t blame it on the CORPs – I pulled the truck off the road and scared the life out of him and E sitting in back. He said what happened? I said, I’m not moving till you acknowledge the truth and the truth is that this was not a natural disaster – this was a disaster that started first with the CORP, next with our city’s incompetence, and salt was rubbed in the wound when the federal government failed as well. He said well you can’t say it wasn’t the fault of the people too. And that’s when I yelled – it was the people, here and around the world, that made a bad situation better by being genuine heroes and humanitarians. Are we going to blame the people for 9/11 because they built a bold tower, two of them, that they worked in towers that had already been targeted for terrorism – GIVE ME A BREAK.
I said spend your money here, go tell your friends to come and spend their money here, but know this – the CORP, our city government and your dumbass president caused this mess yet they are not going to be the ones to help us – so we need all the help we can get. Consider us your mercy travel in the future.
I’m doing pretty well with my diplomacy skills, huh?