Regarding FEMA and Hurricane Katrina

[create_destiny]

I can forgive a lot of shit. If you fuck something up and inadvertently exacerbate the suffering of thousands of people, I can forgive you. Even if people die, I can forgive you. I forgive the doctor who failed to perform a simple MRI that would have saved my sister's life and the life of her unborn child. Seriously, I forgive him. He fucked up. We all make mistakes.

But one thing I find very difficult to forgive is arrogance; the egotistical refusal to admit that you made a huge ass mistake, you dropped the fucking ball, you didn't have your shit together, you didn't recognize the enormity of the situation, you thought others had it under control, you fell asleep at the wheel, you got distracted, you had your head up your ass, etc.

I can forgive you and we can move on, salvage what we can and find a way to prevent future fuck-ups. But you need to mother fucking own up to the fact that you made a fucking mistake, you exercised poor judgement, the program you designed DID NOT WORK AS WELL AS IT SHOULD HAVE! Don't stand there and tell me everything is A-Okay. Don't insult my god-damned intelligence! Don't pass the buck onto someone else. Fucking stand up, be a god-damn man and admit that the job could have been handled a lot better. And then go about fixing it. Fix the fucking system. It's BROKEN, man! Don't stand there and tell me it's not.

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[lcurtis.livejournal.com]

I spent the most of my youth saying I'm sorry: "Forgive me Father for I have sinned, it has been one week since my last confession. I disobeyed my mother and father three times, I told five lies I took the name of the Lord in vain twice. For these and other sins of omission I am truly sorry". To which my confessor, Father James would reply: "You little punk ass bastard you know you're lying to me right now. You most likly lied a thousand times through out the week, thought filthy and disgusting thoughts hundreds of times, especially about that little slut Marilyn Titchnal, and jacked off uncountable times. And how many frogs did you torture and kill; defenseless little green frogs, you lying little piece of shit? Now say three Hail Marys and two Our Fathers and get the fuck out of my confessional.

I'm sorry.

I wish father James were still alive and G.W. were Catholic, the lieing little fuck!

[lcurtis.livejournal.com]

That's lying little fuck.