My rainy day craft box

Have you heard my band Louisianna Lament?

This article was posted by someone on Mel's friends page a few days ago:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ropedancer/189586.html?#cutid1

I post it now because as I was driving home from the bank today, one of the story's authors, Lorri Beth Slonsky, was on National Public Radio relating the story again. You think it's stomach-churning reading it, just try hearing the emotion in the woman's voice as she states it as one who was there.

You can rant and rail against Bush and FEMA and the governor of Louisianna all you want to. However, this and other stories I'm hearing fill me with the conviction that there are plenty of local police and national guard commanding officers who need to be prosecuted in the wake of this. Everything from Assault, to Depraved Indifference, to Crimes Against Humanity, I'm sure there are cases that could be made in every instance. But they never will be because no one will ever admit to having done any of the things this account and others like it describe. And even if enough evidence can be brought against someone it will be a hard fight given the chaos of the whole situation and how eyewitness accounts are bound to vary widely.

I hate saying things like this. I have the highest respect for law enforcement personnel and anyone who puts on a uniform in the name of our country. But evil things happened there. And good people feeling overwhelmed and afraid of a situation beyond their control, in weakness, turned to evil. Crimes and sins were committed in the hurricane zone by people both in uniforms and out. And I have a terrible feeling that almost every one of them is going to get away with it.

Had a heck of a good time this evening. yaqui treated us to Mel-chan's official "welcome to Kansas City" dinner. We went to Jack's, which is a fancy-schmancy barbecue place, but DAMN do they have good BBQ. Our meal also featured a special guest appearance by megiloth who is a master of ending conversations at awkward moments. Conversation topics included horror movies, the KKK and Christian metal bands and somehow it all tied together and made sense.

I received the evening's "He's behind me, isn't he?" award for loudly extolling the fine quallities of MILFs while our very pregnant waitress was standing immediately over my shoulder.

The "WTF?" award of the night goes to the bizarre homoerotic rollerbladers we saw on the drive to yaqui's. Mel-chan describes them much better than I can, but they were rollerblading and it was homoerotic. I can't say it any more clearly than that.

Is it wrong of me to say how much I love this weather we're having right now when several decent-to-large sized American cities look like Hiroshima right now on account of the weather? It's an eerie contrast. It's so beautiful and autumn-like here, so tranquil and quiet while to the south thousands of home lie under water. So I don't really know what to say about it so I guess I won't try. Be thankful for what you have, for in an instant it can all be taken away.