When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. - Hunter S. Thompson

04 September 2005

Yeah, Mama, somebody’s coming to get you...

Update, September 14: Aaron Broussard is (almost completely) full of shit.



Meet the Press was a little hard to watch this morning.

Here's Aaron Broussard, the president of Jefferson Parish in Louisiana:
I want to give you one last story and I’ll shut up and let you tell me whatever you want to tell me. The guy who runs this building I’m in, Emergency Management, he’s responsible for everything. His mother was trapped in St. Bernard nursing home and every day she called him and said, "Are you coming, son? Is somebody coming?" and he said, "Yeah, Mama, somebody’s coming to get you."

Somebody’s coming to get you on Tuesday. Somebody’s coming to get you on Wednesday. Somebody’s coming to get you on Thursday. Somebody’s coming to get you on Friday… and she drowned Friday night. She drowned Friday night!

[Sobbing]

Nobody’s coming to get us. Nobody’s coming to get us. The Secretary has promised. Everybody’s promised. They’ve had press conferences. I’m sick of the press conferences. For God’s sake, just shut up and send us somebody.
The transcript is tough enough to read; the video (WMV format, at Crooks and Liars) is almost unbearable.

I'm going for a long walk.

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