Turn the other cheek

It's important to do that, of course. "Let he who is without sin" and all that. There does come a time when a scapegoat turns into a dead horse--and as A. Whitney Brown taught us all, there's no point in beating a dead horse...I mean, apart from the pure joy of it.

Via Hoffmania. First quoted section is from a local Texas station, second from the New York Times:

Brown also testified it isn't the government's job to provide ice in the wake of a hurricane or other disaster.

Brown told the House panel that it's wrong for the federal government to be providing ice to keep "beer and diet coke cool."

He says that is why the government stresses people should have several days of non-perishable food on hand.

Stumbling Storm-Aid Effort Put Tons of Ice on Trips to Nowhere

When the definitive story of the confrontation between Hurricane Katrina and the United States government is finally told, one long and tragicomic chapter will have to be reserved for the odyssey of the ice.

Ninety-one thousand tons of ice cubes, that is, intended to cool food, medicine and sweltering victims of the storm. It would cost taxpayers more than $100 million, and most of it would never be delivered.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. It isn't that they're fuckups. We in America have a lot of love for fuckups--look at our comedy superstars, for god's sake. So it isn't that. It's that they don't care.

The vile Rumsfeld belittled the looting and destruction of some of the oldest artifacts and pieces of artwork on the face of the earth. Michael Brown doesn't care that his fuckup kept people hungry and sick and in extreme cases led to their deaths. "Beer and Diet Coke."

George W. Bush thinks his WMD fuckup is funny. On the pretext that Iraq had WMDs, almost 2,000 American soldiers have now lost their lives, and I don't even know how many have been physically and/or psychologically wounded. It's not that he's a fuckup, it's that he doesn't care.