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December 25, 2005
President George has awakened to the reality of New Orleans
once again. It must have to do with his going to the ranch for
Christmas. Memories there on the high chaparral of past ranching
holidays. One in particular when there was a storm, a few trees
down and a major coastal city all but disappeared.
So, before taking off to console himself over recent
party desertions and back-stabbings, he doubled the money down
for NO relief. Like doubling down on two dealt Jacks at Vegas,
hoping to get lucky.
He announced the added dough as a ‘leadership’ thing.
Our Prez is high on leadership, if sometimes a little slow on
reasoning.
Anyway, Donald Powell, the latest of the confused
guys running the New Orleans relief efforts, agreed to step
in and increase the levee spending from $1.6 billion to three
thousand,
one hundred millions of dollars. Yep, $3.1 billion.
That’s a lot of thousands of millions for a city whose
viability as a long-term survivor is still in doubt.
The idea is to get something going down there, anything to
get the taste out of the President’s mouth from that giveaway
speech he made in front of Saint Louis Cathedral. To say nothing
of the taste it left among the nationwide citizenry.
Man, you
tell people you care about them, promise you’ll
help and the first thing you know they start showing up on the
front
steps
of the White House, wondering when it’s going to start
happening.
But you have to have levees, even the President can understand
that. The squeeze is on now to see if the lumbering behemoth
in charge of levees, the United States Army Corps of Engineers,
can get
anything stuck on that will hold. By the start of next year’s
hurricane season. Ten months away, that is.
A further problem lies in the federal sticking-our-head-in-the-sand
over the global warming issue, because that’s a primo
concern in the case of New Orleans.
No one’s allowed to
talk about it for fear of waking the ostrich. Hurricanes are
generated by warm water in the southern oceans. Keep this very
much under your hat, because it’s classified information,
but the southern oceans are getting warmer. Not only that,
they're expected to continue in that hurricane-inspiring direction.
George can’t be told this because he gets testy, starts
throwing things, swearing and ultimately stomping out of meetings.
Various staff members, declining to give their names, say it’s
just not worth it, adding with a shrug, “how much can
the oceans really heat up in the remaining three years of this
administration?”
Good point.
But temper tantrums aside, someone has to lend the
money for whatever is done in the surviving shell of what was
once an historic city. Pompeii didn’t get rebuilt, not
for lack of available contractors in Rome and Naples, but because
the Medici brothers in Florence wouldn’t guarantee the
loans. (A little-known, but salient fact of Italian history)
And the fact that no one can bear to tell George is that, although
the number of hurricanes coming ashore on the Gulf Coast isn’t
going to increase (whew), the severity is expected to increase
(drat) and keep on increasing to category 5, 6 and 7 intensity
(damn).
So, two things better happen really, really quickly:
- The Corps of Engineers better figure out how to do twenty-five
years of levee rebuilding in ten months, and
- Someone outside
ordinary run-of-the-mill commercial investment sources better
be found to guarantee the Crescent City’s
development loans.
If the feds (you and me) decide to cover this base,
there will be a huge public outcry and I will be at the head
of the pack, outcrying with the best of them.
Which brings up
another strange and wonderful coincidence. Donald E. Powell,
the guy overseeing the spending of the Katrina money is Bush’s
head of the FDIC. The FDIC insures bank accounts in case of a
financial disaster or an individual bank failure.
Could the administration, in their wildest dreams, be thinking
of allowing the FDIC to underwrite Katrina rebuilding loans?
Nah! Couldn’t happen!
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