There Goes the Scapegoat
Brownie did a heck of a job resigning from his FEMA post today.
Even before Katrina hit the Gulf coast, there were reports stating that Michael Brown was going to resign soon. Turns out he was shocked -- shocked -- to find that his assumed-to-be cushy appointment actually required that work get done.
And with Brownie, accountability will go right out the door as well. He's had his margarita, his Mexican meal, and his good night's sleep, and his criminal incompetence will be the beginning and end of the "blame game" from the right-side of the political spectrum.
They'll probably figure out a way to blame the Valerie Plame/Karl "Boba" Rove/Mother Dickhead leaks, and their cover-ups, on Brownie as well. The buck stops there. Bastards.
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3 Comments:
I served food to Kenneth Star today. I thought about licking his salmon, just because I figured it'd bug him.
Does he deserve something that good?
But again I have to ask, who is really buying it?
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