I. I guess our "vacation" was a little longer than expected. But if it's good enough for the president, it's darn good enough for us! (Unless by "it" you mean "cocaine" or "living in Texas.")
II.
Michael Brown, the Bill Buckner of national disaster management, resigned. On the one hand, hoo-friggin'-ray. The guy was fired from his last job, as
Comissioner of Judges and Stewards for the (International) Arabian Horse Association, a group of people who breed horses. Yeah. I guess we're lucky a massive whirlwind of improperly credentialed fillies didn't consume Louisiana, or else we'd
really be in trouble. On the other hand, there is always the question of whether changing horses in midstream (or, as it were, changing ex-horse-standards-enforcers in mid-faeces-and-corpses-filled-floodwater) is more trouble than it's worth. On the other other hand, the distinct possibility exists that the FedGov has simply fucked it up as badly as they possibly could, and that no more harm could be done. We, I suppose, will have to see.
III. Speaking of the FedGov fucking things up, they're still trying to get people out of their homes. This has proven more difficult than first imagined (I think that "More Difficult Than First Imagined" should be the official motto of the Bush administration), and, understandably, things have gotten ugly. But, come on, no law enforcement would tackle a 90-lb, crazy-looking old lady, surely?
Well...maybe. (In the policemen's defense, the old woman
was armed with what appeared to be a pocket knife and Captain Jack Sparrow's pistol's little brother, so, y'know, that's
dangerous, and stuff.) (Shouts to
his Radness for the link to the video.)
IV. One good thing that can be said about the relief situation so far is that, despite the aforementioned mix of dead bodies, sewage, downed power lines, and
witchcraft and false religions, New Orleans remains, thankfully and bizarrely, entirely free of zombies...
for now.
V. I need help, of a sort: as I'm willing to bet 99.997% of the people who read (or used to read, before we stopped updating for several weeks) this thing know, I attend the George Washington University in the belly of the beast, Washington DC. The thing is, GDub (as the kids call it) is a private industry, and is yet somehow totally evil and inefficient. They do things like charge people rediculous amounts of money for crap and build retail space and parking lots instead of science classrooms, despite the fact that there are way not enough classrooms anywhere on campus. The thing is, both of these aforementioned actions appear to be motivated purely by self-interest, i.e. they want to make money, so they build high-revenue stuff instead of more classrooms. And yet, it's totally evil. So I need someone to explain to me how this meshes with the inherent goodness (for lack of a better term) of self-interested action. I suspect it has something to do with being a university, or some sort of small-picture thinking on my part, or something, but I'm just not sure. Help me, Libertarian-Wan Kenobis, you're my only hopes!
"I will suprise you sometime, I'll come around..."
-sam