I awoke early today and read my New York Times. What I saw enraged me, so I am going back to bed to see if I can wake up on the right side in a few hours.

What I saw was Tom Friedman and Maureen Dowd impersonating bloggers. At long last the dynamic duo has been radicalized. At long last they have seen enough of this administration.

Maureen thinks Dick Cheney is going to New Orleans to “hunt looters”. Tom gets huffy about Grover Norquist:

Mr. Norquist is the only person about whom I would say this: I hope he owns property around the New Orleans levee that was never properly finished because of a lack of tax dollars. I hope his basement got flooded. And I hope that he was busy drowning government in his bathtub when the levee broke and that he had to wait for a U.S. Army helicopter to get out of town.

Oooh. How snarky of both of these sell-outs. Friedman is finally mad enough to hope Norquist’s basement is flooded. Dowd is mad enough to say:

now that the people of New Orleans need an ark, we have to question the president’s arc. He’s stumbling in Iraq and he’s stumbling on Katrina.

Let’s play the blame game: the man who benefited more than anyone in history from safety nets set up by family did not bother to provide one for those who lost their families.

All I have to say to Tom and Maureen is “where the fuck were you in 2004 when we needed you?” While you were critiquing John Kerry’s charisma and flip-flopping, Bush and Cheney were leading our country to ruin. You want to act outraged now? You want to make clever remarks now? Fuck you both.

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