National Disgrace

It's finally coming out that during much of the time that people young and old were starving, shitting, knifing, bleeding, praying, weeping and dying in the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center, 257 "Citizen Soldiers" of the US National Guard were billeted in a separate part of the center.

Only a wall separated them from the thousands suffering there in the dark. A wall that our 257 heroes kept firmly in place, reinforcing it even. Listen up.

"We didn't want another Kent State," said Army Lt. Gen. Russel L. Honore, commander of the active-duty military forces responding to Katrina.

Apparently, if these reports from the Washington Post and NPR's John Burnett (Burnett's account is essential) are even remotely accurate, Kent State is exactly what you got, General. Listen up.

In one protracted blaze of sheer inhumanity, the National Guard has captured the spirit and the moral blackwater of the Bush Era for all time. Let us not let this moment pass without a salute, so kindly listen up.

I can't imagine any more suitable memorial to the Bush years than to enshrine all the dead bodies, the filth and shit of the living, the murdered, the raped, the starving -- don't clean up a thing. Pity the hygiene's already started. Leave it all there. Laminate it. Then remove Mr. Morales' monicker, and rename it the George W. Bush National Guard Memorial. Invite what's left of the National Guard to "billet" there, to drill there, to have no water there, no food, no electricity, no toilets, no paper, no radio, no safety, no news, no word from above. See how they do. How long it takes before they eat one another.



Fuck it. Even outrage is a listless boil on the arse of - not Satan, no. On the arse of...the arse of...the arse of...

THE NATIONAL GUARD.

Listen up.