Friday, September 2nd, 2005
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Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It’s Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren’t there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn’t want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don’t like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don’t let people criticize you for this — after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?

And don’t listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers’ budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn’t cut the money to fix those levees, there weren’t going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them — BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn’t stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.

There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.

No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It’s not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C’mon, they’re black! I mean, it’s not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don’t make me laugh! Race has nothing — NOTHING — to do with this!

You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.


Michael Moore

P.S. That annoying mother, Cindy Sheehan, is no longer at your ranch. She and dozens of other relatives of the Iraqi War dead are now driving across the country, stopping in many cities along the way. Maybe you can catch up with them before they get to DC on September 21st.

A disabled resident waits on a roof top to be rescued from the floodwaters of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans. The US government, under fire for the slow rescue operation in New Orleans, insisted help was at hand for thousands of stranded victims of the catastrophe.(AFP/POOL/David Phillip)

Walter Williams walks with what is left of his belongings along an elevated freeway in New Orleans, Louisiana, in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Thousands of troops struggled to counter armed looters and help tens of thousands of refugees flee New Orleans where chaos reigned three days after the murderous Hurricane Katrina.(AFP/James Nielsen)

89-year-old Dorothy Divic (L), near death and in and out of consciousness, is anguished over by relatives outside the New Orleans Convention Center in New Orleans, Louisana. Survivors of Hurricane Katrina, huddled in sweltering squalor and terrorized by armed gangs, expressed outrage at the authorities’ failure to stem rising chaos.(AFP/Getty Images/Mark Wilson)

A military helicopter makes a food and water drop to survivors of Hurricane Katrina near the Convention Center in New Orleans, Thursday, Sept. 1, 2005. (AP Photo/Eric Gay)

Rob Scriver of Gulfport, Miss., pushes a shopping cart in search of food, water and any other type of assistance he can garner,Thursday, Sept. 1, 2005. His mobile home destroyed by Hurricane Katrina, Scriver was hoping to find a food and water give away, but would take any sort of financial contribution if offered. (AP Photo/Rogelio Solis)

ummm……all of these pictures are…..tear jerking….but one….that really brought me to tears…*nevermind the fact that I’m extra sensitive right now….* was this one.

Residents wait to be rescued from the floodwaters of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans September 1, 2005. Chaos and lawlessness hampered the evacuation of New Orleans on Thursday and a U.S. senator said thousands may have died in Louisiana after Hurricane Katrina devastated the U.S. Gulf Coast. In New Orleans, shell-shocked officials tried to regain control of the historic jazz city reduced to a swampy ruin by Monday’s storm. Bodies floated in the flooded city and authorities still could only guess how many people had died. (David J. Phillip/Pool/Reuters)

God, If i had a plane…..

But I dont…but I DO get paid on Tuesday of next week…and guess what?