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If this were a dictatorship, it’d be a heck of a lot easier, just so long as I’m the dictator.

Maximum Leader Genius rang the bell for the New Orleans asset rush last night, with unspoken promises of making money beyond the dreams of avarice to his friends and campaign contributers. And, just as an aside, he used his miserable failure to even pretend to mobilize federal assistance as an excuse to, yes, you guessed it, promise to gut the posse comitatus act.

It is now clear that a challenge on this scale requires greater federal authority and a broader role for the armed forces.

Sure it does. And I'd like a pony. If FEMA had done something other than twiddle their thumbs until the Coward in Chief could have his photo op day, then possibly there would have been enough horsepower to clear the city of New Orleans (or even block some of the holes punched in the levees) before the city, and the surrounding parishes, and the parts of Mississippi that got the "global warming light is now on" effect, collapsed into an almost biblical level of despair.

And, for that matter, there were already a military hospital ship in the Gulf of Mexico waiting for orders before it could be sent to the devastated areas to provide assistance, and it had to cool its heels for a week before it could be properly used. "Greater federal authority"? For what? So more military resources could sit on their collective butts and twiddle their thumbs waiting for the idiot king to finish up his vacation and notice that the world is falling apart?

But I'll bet that this will give Maximum Leader Genius even more chances to dress like a South American military dictator than he has right now.