I don’t usually go in for even a semi-poetic tone but the images
of NYC and Atlantic City have got me thinking about our little thing here
in NOLA 7 years ago. 7 years? It was really another lifetime but whenever
there’s a big disaster-especially in a place I’ve spent time in like Manhattan-my stomach gets knotted and my expression gets grim.
There’s always an adrenaline rush before and during a massive system like
Sandy. The next day comes the hangover, when the scope and extent of the damage
is clear. This is a particularly strange event since it started as a tropical
system and then morphed into a blizzardy, wintery mess. I don’t envy folks who
are digging out from this system having to deal with cold weather. Sarcasm
alert: Climate change obviously does not exist.
There seems to be an immutable rule that the worst parts of a storm system
come in after sunset in order to be even scarier. Another immutable rule is
that some teevee journos will do and say stupid things. Southern Beale has a
words about that over at her joint.
Speaking of stupid things said on teevee. It is *not* better to lose power
when it’s hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk than when it’s cold. It’s
just different. As someone who lost power for 5 days after Isaac, I know that
from personal experience. Either sucks the big one and there’s not a whole
helluva lot you can do about it but be patient until you’re not.
Athenae has posted a bit about the politics of the Frankenstorm but I’ll
chime in too. I usually cannot stand Joisey Governor Chris (STFU, I’m the Gov)
Christie but he has called Obama’s
response thus far “outstanding.”
Thanks, Governor; good way of hedging your bets and looking towards 2016 if
Willard goes down. Of course, it helps when the Prez appoints the most qualified
person in the country, Craig Fugate, as FEMA director. One final thing about
Christie: lose the shirt with Chris Christie, Governor stitched on it. It looks
like a maternal camp name tag or something. You don’t wanna look like Edward
Norton in Moonrise Kingdom, after all.
Willard is already circling around how to pretend he hasn’t called for
FEMA’s functions to be returned to the states or, better still, in his view, to a
private company. Bad idea. We saw enough FEMA crony capitalism in post-Katrina
New Orleans to last a life time.
I assume that Mittbot’s plan is to lie, deny and later vilify his way out of
the corner he painted himself into. It’s what he does. At the risk of sounding
like a religious bigot, it’s classic male LDS behavior. When Joseph Smith got
caught with his pantaloons down, he had a revelation from God that plural
marriage rocked. In the 1970’s when the Mormon church was under fire for its
racist policies, then President
Spencer Kimball had a revelation from God that they should change that.
It’s a form of self-righteous denial that has served Willard well. It’s the
main reason why he seems to *believe* his whoppers. Politico just believes them
because they’re biased and want the drama of a close election. There’s enough
drama without that right now, y’all.
Enough nattering from me for now. I hope all my Northeast peeps are high and
dry. Just gird yourself for a long, slow process and be thankful that
the infra-structure in Joisey and Noo Yawk is better than that in NOLA. I
somehow doubt that we’ll be able to comply with Springsteen’s request to
“meet me tonight in Atlantic City.”