Is that a fiddle I hear playing?

As New Orleans sinks tonight and the fate and livelihood of a million people hangs in the tangle of uprooted trees, our president is recuperating from a very taxing day spent at a lush California resort trying to explain to a baffled public the non-existent connection between Pearl Harbor, D-Day, 911 and his disastrously retarded escapade in Iraq. At least he will be well rested when he returns to DC to do absolutely fucking nothing about the devastation on the Gulf Coast (excuse me... he will be "coordinating relief efforts"... sounds like Texas speak for kicking back and jerking off while he WATCHES relief efforts on his groovy satellite uplink)

As I watched the coverage of widescale looting tonight, and read reports on how they could not fix the levees because there just aren't enough helicopters, I kept wondering... Where is the Louisiana National Guard?... oh, right, they're too busy cleaning up our mess in Iraq.

Nice job President Fuckface. Do us all a favor... stay in Crawford for another 3 1/2 years.