Sunday, June 04, 2006

LawDog's Word of the Day: "Defenestration"

I hope that President Theodore Roosevelt is currently delivering a beat-down of Biblical proportions to President Lyndon "Great Society" Johnson.

Just in case this one disappears, here is the article:

This winter, FEMA put up over 300 Hurricane Katrina evacuees in New York City hotels. Almost all of them have gone back to their lives, their jobs. But not Theon Johnson. He’s currently sprawled out watching Halloween 5 on one of the two full-size beds in his room at the JFK Airport Holiday Inn. He is one of four evacuees still living in a hotel in the city.

The others left in February and March, when, after spending more than $500 million, FEMA stopped paying for hotel rooms housing some 40,000 evacuees across the country. That left many scrambling for places to live. But thanks to the city’s squatters-rights law, evacuees here were safe. Their rooms weren’t paid for, but since they’d been in them for more than 30 days, the hotels couldn’t just kick them out. Only a judge’s order could evict them.

And Johnson, 49, isn’t that motivated to leave. For one thing, AMC’s in the middle of its “Thrill Me” marathon. Next up, Gothika. “Halle Berry,” he says with lazy lust. These days he’s usually up all night—it’s hard to sleep on an empty stomach. When he has to, he’ll go outside and beg for change, but he doesn’t really like that too much. Most days he just showers and gets back in bed, showers and gets back in bed. Once a week he and another evacuee, a diabetic named Larry, walk to a church off the Van Wyck and get canned goods. When Johnson’s caseworker, Sharon, comes around, she gives him some bus passes and maybe a few bucks, but she’s getting frustrated. “They sit around on their butts watching TV. There’s only but so much I can do if they’re not willing to help themselves.”

After being flown here for free back in September, Johnson’s been at the Holiday Inn since Super Bowl Sunday. On April 21, the hotel served Johnson with three notices of occupancy termination, saying that it would begin court proceedings if he wasn’t out by May 9. He wasn’t, so it did. If the court boots him, Johnson could end up in one of the city’s homeless shelters. He’s been broke for over a month now. fema sent him $9,000 in housing aid, but he spent it all on booze, cigarettes, some clothes, and food—partying, mostly. “I spent my money just the way I wanted, and I think [fema] should send me some more,” he says. But it won’t. Johnson’s caseworker says fema offered to buy him a ticket home to New Orleans in February, but he didn’t take it. fema won’t now. So he’s stuck, at least until the Holiday Inn pays him to leave.

Attorneys with the Legal Aid Society have been negotiating a buyout deal for Johnson and the remaining evacuees, and expect a settlement—he heard about $1,200—imminently. He says he’ll use the money to get a room for a few nights and have some fun before flying back to his little house in New Orleans’ Third Ward. But for now, Gothika’s on. “Halle Berry,” Johnson says. “Halle . . . Berry.”

Socialists, liberal Democrats and the rest of you pismires, please stand up and take a bow.

This man is your work. Are you not pleased?

I hope so, because, frankly, you have no idea how much this pisses me off.

Gimme, gimmee, gimmee. There is not the slightest comprehension that maybe he should bloody well earn his money.

No! Thanks to Lyndon-bloody-Johnson and the rest of the Great Society muckwaddles, this ... this ... sponge? Leech? Parasite ... is smugly content that he is owed something by Society.

The only blessed thing that Society owes this worthless, gold-bricking, useless sack of septic scrapings is a boot in the butt.

Somebody, please, I'm begging you, explain to me exactly why our society should tolerate parasites? And why should my hard-earned, bled-for paycheck go to support his booze, and parties, and smokes, and cable TeeVee and every-godsdamned-thing else he's getting for free?

I have to work my butt off for my paycheck. Why am I being taxed for him? Why am I working and having taxes removed from my paycheck while he got paid with my tax dollars NOT to work?

Why?

And while you're trying to explain that, you can also explain to my satisfaction just why the hell I can't send two knuckle-dragging monsters in there to beat him with horsewhips every thirty minutes until such time as he acquires A FECKING JOB?!

This -- I can't call him a man, because he GODSDAMNED sure doesn't fit the description -- this total and complete poster-child for the staple-gun attachment of prophylatics is begging -- no, CRYING OUT -- for someone -- anyone -- to stomp a mudhole in his ass and walk it dry.

AARRGGHH!!!

LawDog

13 comments:

Vic303 said...

Oh man...what a waste of air that worthless leech is! Boy, with his Halle Berry fixation, I would sure hate to search his room with a UV light! Yecch!pmpmj

Anonymous said...

This piece of human dreck is why, when we are all putting the pieces back best as we can after the big fall-apart, we will shoot with no discussion and great seriousness the first who suggests we owe anything at all to the purposely unable.

Rorschach said...

Lawdog, come on, don't hold back! Tell us how you REALLY feel... =D

I agree with you 150%, let the bastard starve and freeze, he didn't hoard his seeds in his "summer", and now that it is his "winter" he's cold and hungry. So why in hell are we trying to save him from Darwinism?

phlegmfatale said...

and then after the mudhole is dry, kick his ass till he pees and then kick his ass for peeing.

Um, and in addition to LBJ, I think Teddy is kicking his cousin FDR's butt around too on principle. 'cept I think they may have ended up in different venues beyond the vale.
Great post. Your blog is fantastic.

Papa Ray said...

Jeez, I got a better Idea.

Why don't you call him on the phone and tell him how you feel.

Then tell him he's got one day to before you call the management there and see if he's gone...before you come up there.

I think he might be gone before the next movie is over.

Papa Ray

BobG said...

I think we should round up people like him and offer them a job; they can help build the wall at the country's border. Let them earn their keep...

Anonymous said...

The sad thing is that it is hard for me to feel bad for the hotel in this case. They're still pumping in his TV??? I'd have gone in there, removed EVERY electronic device, stripped the walls clean of every comfort, and disabled the power plugs, and let him 'enjoy' it then. In fact, I'd have removed the beds too.

There's no law keeping them from doing that, right?

Jon said...

Let them build a tall levee around New Orlean with shovels. After they're through, give them buckets and let them keep it dry. If they don't, open up the levees and let the Mississippi in. It will look like God flushed a great toilet.

I'd pay $20 for the video.

Anonymous said...

And they wonder why the word "nigger" still exists....

RickT said...

And the next time FEMA wants to put people up the smart hotel managers will only allow a 29 day stay!!!!!

So boot scrapings like this clown can't sit on their dead tails...

I agree with 'anonymous', there is nothing requiring they leave the TV in his room....

Anonymous said...

And no one has thought to lure the guy out with beer and lock the door behind him? Sounds like the type who'd fall for such bait.

Cybrludite said...

Jon,

As someone from New Orleans who's working to bring the city back, I'm going to kindly ask you not to judge the rest of us by this lazy sack of something-or-another. I'm sure that the Law Dog wouldn't care for it very much if I were to judge Texas by LBJ, Ann Richards, or the idiot with Texas plates who cut me off on my 96 mile commute this evening...

Jon said...

I have no problem with bringing New Orleans back. In fact, I'm for kicking the Feds out, removing the state officials and allowing business the opportunity to build a world class port and tourist city.
From my perspective, nothing has changed since before the storm. Same mayor; same muddling Corp of Engineers; same corrupt levee commissions; same attempts to build in swamps below sea level; same mindset that we can't live without New Orleans and the astounding sound that a billion dollars makes when it's sucked into a quagmire.

I went through a "storm of the century" with Rita. I'm still suffering from it. I've never received a penny of relief. Not that I didn't try, but the Feds have tunnel vision and New Orleans is the focus, although I haven't figured out how New Orleans, by itself, is more important than the other 1500 miles of Gulf Coast.

My sympathy for New Orleans disappeared when communities of fine people, like Cameron and Johnsons Bayou, were ignored. These, and many other coastal communities are continuing rebuilding without the constant whining I am berated with every day from New Orleans.

I don't judge your state by New Orleans. I judge it by the wonderfull people and communities that lie outside of it. Thank goodness the rest of the state isn't the same. New Orleans, IMO, is suffering from a perspective problem. From my perspective, it don't look good.