Anniversaries

i always miss them. but earlier this week was the one year anniversary of hurricane katrina and i would have totally missed it, if i lived in a cave. in outer mongolia. and was in a coma. there was nothing else in the media over in this part of the world. i tell you this, you give a media source a story and they really know how to run with it - even when everyone else has tired and sat down to rest, those reporters just pull folk up and drag them along.

we all know about how katrina showed red tape bureaucracy at its best - snafu, after snafu and everthing was fubar. it was a litany of negative acronyms and at the end of it all, we had footage that could have - according to the media sources - have been shot in a developing country. i won't discuss that here. on tuesday when i was watching the specials, i was in tears or close to them.

we are in the south, a year later and, oh man. people are talking about whether or not one had flood insurance and what that covers, but seriously folk, does the american government have no shame? oops, sorry, i just read my question. so they don't believe that everyone has the right to healthcare and that folk without money are the ones who should really pay taxes, but there are images going around the world, of people who have lost everything and nothing is being done about that. good lord, it is all a wreck and that dubya rolls up his sleeves as though his bare arms have magic powers to rebuild homes and lives. a year later a lot of people were remembering the dead but it seems the lost have been totally forgotten. but no worries, i am sure the french quarter still totally rocks during mardi gras. who cares about the ninth ward or any other eyesores. i gotta get me some beads! woo-hoo!!!!