Friday, March 02, 2007

Why I hate living here, Reason #4 - This was an email I received.

***UPDATED TO ADD***
The man mentioned at the end of this email apparently is the one who made this speech. I don't believe that was entirely clear. However, I agree wholeheartedly and would love to shake his hand.

If you are going to email me and say something about how this is racist, save it. You don't live here.

Say a hurricane is about to destroy the city you live in. Two questions:

What would you do?

What would you do if you were black?

Sadly, the two questions don't have the same answer.

To the first: Most of us would take our families out of that city quickly to protect them from danger. Then, able-bodied men would return to help others in need, as wives and others cared for children, elderly, infirm and the like.

For better or worse, Hurricane Katrina has told us the answer to the second question. If you're black and a hurricane is about to destroy your city, you'll probably wait for the government to save you.

This was not always the case. Prior to 40 years ago, such a pathetic performance by the black community in a time of crisis would have been inconceivable. The first response would have come from black men. They would take care of their families, bring them to safety, and then help the rest of the community. Then local government would come in.

No longer. When 75 percent of New Orleans residents had left the city, it was primarily immoral, welfare-pampered blacks that stayed behind and waited for the government to bail them out. This, as we know, did not turn out good results.

Enter Jesse Jackson and Louis Farrakhan. Jackson and Farrakhan laid blame on "racist" President Bush. Farrakhan actually proposed the idea that the government blew up a levee so as to kill blacks and save whites. The two demanded massive governmental spending to rebuild New Orleans, above and beyond the federal government's proposed $60 billion. Not only that, these two were positioning themselves as the gatekeepers to supervise the dispersion of funds. Perfect: Two of the most dishonest elite blacks in America, "overseeing" billions of dollars. I wonder where that money will end up.

Of course, if these two were really serious about laying blame on government, they should blame the local one. Responsibility to perform legally and practically fell first on the mayor of New Orleans. We are now all familiar with Mayor Ray Nagin the black Democrat who likes to yell at President Bush for failing to do Nagin's job. The facts, unfortunately, do not support Nagin's wailing. As the Washington Times puts it, "recent reports show [Nagin] failed to follow through on his own city's emergency-response plan, which acknowledged that thousands of the city's poorest residents would have no way to evacuate the city."

One wonders how there was "no way" for these people to evacuate the city. We have photographic evidence telling us otherwise. You've probably seen it by now the photo showing 2,000 parked school buses, unused and underwater. How much planning does it require to put people on a bus and leave town, Mayor Nagin?

Instead of doing the obvious, Mayor Nagin (with no positive contribution from Democratic Gov. Kathleen Blanco, the other major leader vested with responsibility to address the hurricane disaster) loaded remaining New Orleans residents into the Superdome and the city's convention center. We know how that plan turned out.

About five years ago, in a debate before the National Association of Black Journalists, I stated that if whites were to just leave the United States and let blacks run the country, they would turn America into a ghetto within 10 years. The audience, shall we say, disagreed with me strongly. Now I have to disagree with me. I gave blacks too much credit. It took a mere three days for blacks to turn the Superdome and the convention center into ghettos, rampant with theft, rape and murder.

President Bush is not to blame for the rampant immorality of blacks. Had New Orleans ' black community taken action, most would have been out of harm's way. But most were too lazy, immoral and trifling to do anything productive for themselves.

All Americans must tell blacks this truth. It was blacks' moral poverty not their material poverty that cost them dearly in New Orleans. Farrakhan, Jackson, and other race hustlers are to be repudiated for they will only perpetuate this problem by stirring up hatred and applauding moral corruption. New Orleans , to the extent it is to be rebuilt, should be remade into a dependency-free, morally strong city where corruption is opposed and success is applauded. Blacks are obligated to help themselves and not depend on the government to care for them. We are all obligated to tell them so.

The Rev. Jesse Lee Peterson is founder and president of BOND, the Brotherhood Organization of A New Destiny, and author of "Scam: How the Black Leadership Exploits Black America."

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Elizabeth at 10:10 AM

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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Why I hate living here, Reason #3

Coming hard and fast, ain't they? Mmmmhmmmm. Oh, and TKW - if you want to do a race to see who reaches 100 first, bring it on, sistah.

3. Tupac thumped into the driveway again so I figured fine. Hubs told me call the po po on his ass and I did. I told them the deal, described the vehicle and gave the address where it was. Y'all know I got issues with the po po, but they have reached critical levels since moving here to the land where grammar went to die. Anyway, Fatty McCop drove up about 15 minutes after I got off the phone to report his little ass. Fatty waddled up to the door, spoke to him about 15 seconds and left. I doubt he even took down his license.

Now I know. I certainly did not expect a SWAT team to blaze up and carry him out in shackles but that would have been fun, no? I did expect Fatty to put his donut down long enough to write down the damn license plate number. I called the hubs and said that I called the po po, po po came and po po left and that would be the last time I did that. He asked but why? Well, I'll tell you why, hubs. I have to live here. You live here on what? Maybe a part time basis? You are also what? Eight feet tall and built like a defensive tackle on the Saints. Uh huh. So, sorry if I don't wanna piss off every single neighbor that I have, mmmmkay? I already know the dude is a dealer/runner, so while I really would rather not deal with Whitey Tupac, I really don't wanna deal with the trash down the street who would love nothing more than to have a Poop-a-Loop kebob all because I called the 5-0 on their boy.

So you won, Whitey Tupac. I give up. Is it sad that I spend my spare time looking up real estate listings in other cities dreaming of a land where the police are not all 350 pound pieces of shit who could not run a mile if their asses were on fire?

Yeah, I thought so too.

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Elizabeth at 2:25 PM

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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Why I hate living here, Reasons #1 and #2

I shall just keep a running list of the plethora of reasons why I hate living in this shithole place because the things that I hate become more and more apparent every single fucking day that I exist in this den of ignorance and land of dipshits.

1. Mardi Gras. Why is it fucking necessary to take every single local channel and put the parades on from 10-3. Seriously? SERIOUSLY? If I am not at the parade, why should I be subjected to seeing all of that bullshit up close and personal in my living room. Put that shit on one channel and be done.

2. Tupac across the street continues to insist on thumping down the street despite my hubs asking him nicely to shut it because I work from home and crazily enough, I can't hear to type if someone has 150,000 watts thumping 50 feet from my head.

I'm sure more shall come at a later date. This list will hit 100 by the end of the year. Mark my words, bitches.

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