FEMA: Led by Bush's Good Buddy, Brownie
Just in case you aren't aware that Bush chose his woefully inexperienced college pal Michael Brown to head FEMA, maybe you also need to know that Brown took the job after being fired for ineptitude and "alleged" improprieties while managing a horse breeding farm.
Yes, you read that right.
Brown couldn't oversee horses knocking up other horses. It was just too hard to master.
So get a load of this.
Today, when I went to volunteer at Kelly USA evacuee camp in San Antonio, the moment I walked in I noticed a hushed tone and looks of concern among most of the volunteers with whom I've become acquainted.
So subdued were they, I didn't plunge right in and ask what was up, instead I listened a while to see if I could figure out why these usually jolly souls were so somber.
Seems Bush's buddy Brownie decided to hand out $2,000 debit cards to all the adult evacuees.
The debit cards are basically prepaid charge cards that can be used for:
Buying clothing for job interviews
Renting an apartment
Renting a car for job searches
Feeding a family
Buying needed clothing, medicines or household items for said family
Traveling to destinations to join relatives in safe areas
And other sensible things.
But you see, a good portion of the evacuees are actively withdrawing from drug and alcohol abuse. Some are prostitutes, some are drug dealers, some are addicted to crack prostitutes, some are pimps, many have police records, and many multiple convictions behind them.
Alas, they can use their debit cards at ATM's to obtain cash, with which to purchase:
Gallons of Jim Beam, cases of beer or huge boxes of wine
Fancy pimp outfits
Slim-jims and other car theft tools of the trade
At this point, I'd usually make the transition into creating colorful scenarios that would make it easy to envision the havoc that could be caused by a couple thousand drug addicts, alcoholics and crack addicts let loose on the streets with $2,000 in free money to spend.
But do I need to?
No. Let's all just breathe a collective groan of derision and point out, once again, that Bush is a fucking imbecile with the combination to the taxpayers' safe. Now it seems our brain addled little frat boy has shared the combination with his dimwitted pal Brownie.
All I know is, San Antonio streets just became a lot more dangerous tonight.
Tonight starts the period where we get reciprocation for all the times we Texans traveled to Mardi Gras to act up, get drunk, get high and puke on their streets.
It's payback time.
Way to go.