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September 2, 2005

old orleans

Today as yesterday, exhausted rescue workers are braving diseases and bullets and pushing dead bodies aside en route to the living. Today for the first time, W. finally responds to polls showing that we're collectively pretty pissed off about his sitting on his butt while rescue workers are braving bullets and disease and pushing dead bodies aside en route to the living. So yes, kids, he says he's doing a fly-over. No word yet on whether he'll wear a bomber jacket.

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With all this ongoing, it's perhaps premature to talk about the long-term ramifications of the near-destruction of New Orleans, but my mind is going there anyway. Thoughts:

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