Mayor C. Ray Nagin of New Orleans exhibits his superior intelligence on a local radio station last week. This so-called ‘interview’ was more of a three-year-old tantrum. They wonder why this city was out of control? Could it be they have a toddler running loose? Baby Ray said the following during the radio ‘interview’:
“You know the reason why the looters got out of control? Because we had most of our resources saving people, thousands of people that were stuck in attics, man, old ladies. ... You pull off the doggone ventilator vent and you look down there and they're standing in there in water up to their freaking necks.”
Excuse me, Ray. The looters got out of control because your local police force could not handle the situation. I don’t blame the officers, it was lack of leadership. The result of Ray’s leadership, or lack thereof is evident:
Chief of the Louisiana State Police, Henry Whitehorn, says there are numerous instances of police officers, many of whom are residents from flooded areas, turning-in their badges. The chief says the police have lost everything and don't feel it's worth going back to take fire from looters and lose their own lives.
One stranded tourist says after asking a police officer for help, he told her to "go to hell"; indicating it was every man for himself. source:www.allheadlinenews.com/articles/7000012729
A wise man once said, “A man’s true colors are revealed in times of distress.” Here we have a mayor with a major disaster on his hands. We expect a leader to step up and take charge as did Mayor Giuliani. Instead, the almighty Mayor sits comfortably in a studio blaming everyone and their fish, cursing the President and confused as to who is in charge. All this while people or drowning and starving. Is this guy nuts? Or maybe it’s his soiled diaper. Let’s slap on another Huggies as we delve deeper into his ranting. The following is a montage of his “I need” mentality:
“I need reinforcements...I need troops, man...I need 500 buses, man...Get every doggone Greyhound bus line in the country and get their asses moving to New Orleans...I need everything.”
He needs mental help. What really puzzles me, at the same time not surprising, is the fact that he has no idea who is in charge! The Mayor of all people has no idea who is in charge or what to do. I’m still trying to decipher why this city is in utter chaos. If the leader is killed in battle, the army crumbles and retreats. The leader, if there ever was one, went MIA after the first glance of Katrina.
“And I don't know whose problem it is. I don't know whether it's the governor's problem. I don't know whether it's the president's problem, but somebody needs to get their ass on a plane and sit down, the two of them, and figure this out right now.”
Just when you thought it couldn't possibly get any worse, here is his solution to the problem:
“Organize people to write letters and make calls to their congressmen, to the president, to the governor. Flood their doggone offices with requests to do something. This is ridiculous.”
Good thinking, Mayor. Let’s take one day to organize people, one day to write a letter and mail it, three days for delivery, two days to make it to the office of the congressman, one day to read and prepare a response. Eight days later we will begin the rescue and recovery effort thanks to the genius we call the Mayor of New Orleans.
The mayor is obviously in a state of confusion and denial, he gave himself away when he said:
“You know, I'm not one of those drug addicts. I am thinking very clearly.”
Okay, Mr. Mayor. Do you need water with those pills? Oh, it helps you think clearly. If this is Mayor Nagin thinking clearly, then we’ve got plenty to worry about. There were unconfirmed reports that after the interview Mayor Nagin was carried to his limo and taken back to his daycare center.
Hurricane Katrina has left behind destruction and death. Countless numbers have lost their homes. In the midst of tragedy and devastation heroes are born. In this case, a coward has been exposed. Thank you, Mayor Ray Nagin. You have added insult to injury. In fact, you have added salt to an open wound and spit in the face of the dying. Instead of physically lending a hand to rescue the victims, you distastefully reach for the microphone and spew your vomit of hatred in hopes of saving your pathetic political career. Sit down and shut up. Heroes will be found elsewhere. This is just my opinion...
This article was posted on September 11, 2005
