Let Them Eat FEMA Cake

I hope Jay Tea, who'd get a thumbs-up from reporter Scott Lindlaw for his attitude, never has his community get the living snot kicked out of it by a hurricane. May he never have his home destroyed. May he never live for weeks without electricity or telephone service. Hopefully, the worry that his town's entire sewage system might quit functioning and he'll have to start dealing with his own crap will never have to cross his mind. May he only have a theoretical knowledge that seeing a convoy of trucks can make people cry because it means help, hope, and protection from criminals who want to rob what little you have left while you're down on your knees. May he never know that one of most important things on God's green earth is ICE.

If he had experienced these things, he would understand what it means to have the President of the United States come down here and look at your world of shit with his own eyes. Floridians were nothing but GRATEFUL that he came here. It was a huge psychological boost. It meant all the resources of America were open to us. Jay says the President's visits interrupted real disaster relief. Pray, tell me, what real disaster relief did he interrupt? Did his walking through shredded orange groves while his opponent was preparing for a debate interrupt disaster relief? Or did it just say, "Yes, I understand that Florida lives and dies by citrus, an industry worth billions of dollars. I'll make sure you get as much help as possible"?
The President didn't run and have a gander because somebody's barn burnt down- he was looking at areas being declared National Disasters.

If he hadn't have come, he'd have been torn to living hell for being an unfeeling, uncaring jerk. You know, like what happened when his daddy, an unfeeling, uncaring jerk, had to be frog-marched down to Miami by his son Jeb after Hurricane Andrew. Less than three months later, I helped vote him out of office.

The cavalier attitude toward Florida's people ticked me off. It ticked off the Floridian who sent me the post-link too. It's not every day of the week a state takes a direct hit from a hurricane; much less four of them in six weeks. Yes, it rates the President's coming.
History shows that people in general don't take lightly the appearance that their rulers don't care for their plight. If President Bush hadn't come down here, we'd probably all be blogging about President Kerry right now.

President Bush in Punta Gorda after Charley.

President Bush in Fort Pierce after Hurricane Frances.

President Bush in Pensacola after Ivan.

President Bush in Stuart after Jeanne.

(Via Doyle.)

UPDATE:
He gets it now.