After Ron had his little fling last year, I told him his little chippy was a little bit of a freak--the kind of loser who puts naked pictures of herself covered in mud on the Internet to get attention. 

A few days ago, I showed him a webpage she had written about herself. (The link had been forwarded to me from another wife of someone she screwed and gave social diseases to...) Now he is embarrassed that he even knew her at all, or even worked with her.  The old fur trapping, deer hunting, bunny-chicken-turkey-lamb-and-goat butcher was weirded out when he found out he had been messing with someone who is not only immoral, but a lefty moonbat hypocephalic as well.

I just have to fisk this bullshit.  I just have to....in between fits of falling off my chair....

 Eliza's Messenger's Blurbs
About me:
Eliza is mother nature. She speaks to me. She speaks to us all. Since many, unfortunately, do not listen to her (as many have no time to translate what she says into complete thoughts), I have been appointed her messenger.

Sorry chippy, that's not mother nature speaking to you.  That's all that caffeine from 20 cups of Starbucks coffee a day frying your brain...

 I know one person cannot completely turn mankind around to where it treats its mother with respect and fairness, but one can do what one can. Mother nature has given us so much. She feels as though we are taking and taking and giving back only about half of what we take.

Ooookkkaaayyy.  Mother Nature thinks we are taking from her, RRIIGGHTT.  Does the planet think?  If Earth thinks, why would it give a shit about the thin little skin on it's surface?  Nothing humans have done on this planet have affected the actual geological life of this planet.  It will be here long after we are gone.  We can't even kill everything on this planet, even if we tried--since bacterial life has been found far beneath the surface in deep mines and ocean life exists around volcanic vents at the bottom of the sea. 

I wonder if has ever occurred to any of these know-nothing city slicker loonies (who have never spent a day actually living off the land) that humans are part of the ecology of the surface of this planet.  We are not from Mars or something.  We developed here. 

Any time she poses as a threat to us, that is only because there is an imbalance. She is unwell. Her fever rises each year. She knows that the government knows what can help her. The sad part is that the goverment(sic) is more concerned with profit and control. Which will it be? Riches and greed, or bare essentials and love?  

First of all, who is the "goverment" she is talking about?  Geez, public education at work... Shouldn't that be 'government'?

This chick talking about love?  Right. As long as her boyfriend happens to be married to someone else (and doesn't mind taking home a few new diseases), she is all for love.  Especially if she gets tied up or something.  So the planet wants love?  Does it want to be tied up and tickled or whipped too?

This chick is talking about bare essentials and yet she works at Starbucks.  Right.  Since when is Starbucks an essential part of life?  Starbucks, the company that charges $7-$8 for a gross cold sandwich and $5 for a cup of coffee, and she is talking about greed? 

Since when can the government help the planet?  Like I said, we are immaterial to this planet.  Every work of the hand of man is less than a flea speck to this world.  The core of the world will continue to spin, the magma will continue to flow, and deep life will continue even if the entire inconsequential surface is gone.  

This dimbo really needs to watch "The Meaning of Life" and really listen to that song that Eric Idle sings about the planet and how small we really are.

And damn, if she thinks the planet is talking to her, she needs to take her meds.

Could it be because they love that loud sucking sound they hear when her material gets to print?  Who did she f*ck to get this job, the boss' dog?

Polls have shown that while people are aggravated with the slowness of the response to the disaster in New Orleans, most do not blame the President.  But Stanley does, and she tries to make it sound like every one of the reporters in NOLA do as well.

After reading her screechingly leftist rant in her report to the Times, I Googled her.  I wasn't shocked to find she is considered to be one of the most lopsidedly leftist NYT reporters. And loopy too, from what I read of her writing.  Think she forgot her meds?  She writes like the worst kind of teenage flamer.

Why has the circulation at the NYT gone way, way down?  Look at the losers they employ--unhinged leftist loonies who can't report one damn thing moderately.  Sucks to be them.

Robert Tracinski has written a very interesting article about the disaster in New Orleans and the Welfare State. 

It took four long days for state and federal officials to figure out how to deal with the disaster in New Orleans. I can't blame them, because it also took me four long days to figure out what was going on there. The reason is that the events there make no sense if you think that we are confronting a natural disaster.

If this is just a natural disaster, the response for public officials is obvious: you bring in food, water, and doctors; you send transportation to evacuate refugees to temporary shelters; you send engineers to stop the flooding and rebuild the city's infrastructure. For journalists, natural disasters also have a familiar pattern: the heroism of ordinary people pulling together to survive; the hard work and dedication of doctors, nurses, and rescue workers; the steps being taken to clean up and rebuild.

Public officials did not expect that the first thing they would have to do is to send thousands of armed troops in armored vehicle, as if they are suppressing an enemy insurgency. And journalists—myself included—did not expect that the story would not be about rain, wind, and flooding, but about rape, murder, and looting.

......

What Sherri was getting from last night's television coverage was a whiff of the sense of life of "the projects." Then the "crawl"—the informational phrases flashed at the bottom of the screen on most news channels—gave some vital statistics to confirm this sense: 75% of the residents of New Orleans had already evacuated before the hurricane, and of those who remained, a large number were from the city's public housing projects. Jack Wakeland then told me that early reports from CNN and Fox indicated that the city had no plan for evacuating all of the prisoners in the city's jails—so they just let many of them loose. [Update: I have been searching for news reports on this last story, but I have not been able to confirm it. Instead, I have found numerous reports about the collapse of the corrupt and incompetent New Orleans Police Department; see here and here.]

There is no doubt a significant overlap between these two populations--that is, a large number of people in the jails used to live in the housing projects, and vice versa.

There were many decent, innocent people trapped in New Orleans when the deluge hit—but they were trapped alongside large numbers of people from two groups: criminals—and wards of the welfare state, people selected, over decades, for their lack of initiative and self-induced helplessness. The welfare wards were a mass of sheep—on whom the incompetent administration of New Orleans unleashed a pack of wolves.

The article strikes a real chord in me. 

For about 18 months in the mid '90s I worked as a caseworker for foodstamps, Medicaid, and AFDC (now called TANF).  That job was torture; I remember one 13 year old coming in to apply for a TP40 (Medicaid for pregnancy) who was still being claimed as a dependent by her mother, who was on AFDC, and the grandmother also came in, and she was another one of my AFDC clients.  The girl wouldn't say who the father was, and we aren't given a lot of resources to find out who had sex with a girl who would have been 12 at the time the pregnancy started.  In fact, the girl said she didn't know who the father was, because she had been with several boys.  After the girl left to go to the bathroom, I lit into the mother and asked her where she was when her daughter was out screwing around.  She said she did it when she was a kid, and she didn't think it was a big deal.  Sick, just plain sick....

A client who was 27 and had nine kids by seven men; none of whom lived with her as it turned out (most of them lived with their paternal grandparents and two with her mother) that no one had caught on to--she was getting AFDC, foodstamps and Medicaid for 10 people and selling everything for drugs.  It was the third time she was arrested for welfare fraud.  I never found out if she went to prison or not.

I had a few clients who were simply good people who had a streak of bad luck.  Others were straight out of the Ramsey Unit, and scarier than a horror movie.  One in particular freak me out; he pleaded out to manslaughter, but had raped and murdered a neighbor girl. He got out in less than 10 years and I was one of the first women he had seen in that time. I stepped out of my office and asked the Caseworker III (Sonny) to please stand outside my office.  The monster was extremely polite, but he sat there and watched me like I was a steak and he was a tiger. Luckily for the women of Brazoria county, he was caught drinking beer less than a week later and got sent back.

Working there was hard on me physically and mentally.  I finally had to quit because I just couldn't face another pregnant teenager or another armed robber from Ramsey.  So Mr. Tracinski's analysis of New Orleans hit home with me rather strongly.  But don't take my word for it, go read it yourself. 

(BTW, only the 27 year old was a minority.  The rest of these people were white.  I think welfare is just plain immoral.  People, whatever they look like, can be taught morality and ethics.  Too bad schools aren't allowed to--might step on someone's rights or something.) 

On TV, I heard Mayor Nagin say that they needed 500 buses...but there are pictures taken by satellites clearly showing hundreds of school buses just sitting in the water.  These buses are in 9 feet of water and weren't apparently flooded until well after the first of the levees broke. 

This dude didn't even try to evacuate his city.  Didn't even try.

He demands for 500 buses are the worst kind of hypocrisy.  It would be really pathetic, except, of course, his slow and stupid mismanagement probably killed hundreds if not thousands of the citizens of the city he was elected to oversee.  Nagin keeps blaming the federal government for their supposed lack of response.  Uh, right.  Even according to their own press conference, Nagin and Blanco waited until President Bush called and asked them to evacuate before even doing so.   Just who is it that didn't respond?

Did Nero fiddle when Rome burned?  We may never know.*  But it is obvious Nagin is looking for a violin soundtrack to compliment a tragedy he might have at least partially avoided. Too bad his choice of music came at such a huge human cost.

*I believe he sang, but whatever he did, it wasn't what he was supposed to be doing.  Calling it fiddling is a nice way of saying he was jacking off on his duty.

Never.  If emergency management says get out, my family is going.  Even if I have to hogtie'em.  We'll head south, to Mom and Dad's place or something.

In 2001, Tropical Storm Allison slammed southeast Texas with five days of Hell on Earth.  Twenty two people died.  Chocolate Bayou backflooded and we ended up with catfish in our front yard.  If anyone is wondering why Houston and the Houston Metro Area (of which Alvin is a part) is willing to help the survivors of Katrina so much, it is because we know it could have been us; it has been in the past.  (BTW, I am sick of hearing about sematics; who cares if people are called refugees or evacuees?  These people are survivors--living, breathing people who just want to stay that way....isn't that more important?) 

One thing that is very clear; housing developers must NOT be allowed to get variances for flood zones in these areas.  Much of the areas in New Orleans that are flooded are of recent development.  The French Quarter, which was built above sea level, is in very good shape.  All the new stuff, on the other hand, was built below sea level and is now ruined.

 Locally, I find it nauseating that a huge fancy development is going in an area that Frances flooded to a depth of four feet (mostly due to rain making Sims Bayou flood).  The price of these homes is between $500k and $3 million.  When the next big tropical storm comes (both Frances and Allison were not even hurricanes, "just" tropical storms), who is going to pay to repair those fancy houses?  Not the damn developer, that's for sure.