Another Annoying Katrina Blog Posting That Promotes to the World the Author's Boundless Compassion
by Jason Roth
I've been sitting in front of the TV watching the hurricane Katrina footage. I was thinking that if I lived closer to the area, I could take a drive and see if anyone needed a place to live for a while. I browsed through Craig's List and considered posting some kind of offer, but then I realized that the people who would reply to a free housing offer in the New York area would probably be the kind who have never even visited the Gulf Coast, let alone live there. Apartment rent ain't cheap in NYC.
I noticed on Craig's List that a gay guy was offering free housing to gay hurricane Katrina victims, and a NOLA college girl was all by herself looking for a place to stay. If only the gay guy could hook up with the guy who impersonated the college girl.
There's not much to say that hasn't already been said or thought by everyone. Therefore, I'm going to risk being accused of having bad taste and comment on how unfortunate it would be if your name were Katrina right now. Then again, anyone introducing herself as "Katrina" in the Superdome is probably getting a laugh or two from some people who could really use it.
I'll tell you one thing. If this hurricane had a male name, every Kelvin, Kieran, or Kendrick in Baton Rouge would be getting repeated shots to the head every time he said hello to somebody. Trust me, Katrina is getting gentle laughter. A guy would be getting a hospital bed.
This paragraph has been heavily edited. Before I posted this piece, I saw the headline "Thousands Feared Dead", felt a twinge in my stomach, and went to bed to sleep on it. I decided in the morning that most of what I wrote, including a comment about the song "Walking on Sunshine" by you-know-who, would be taken the wrong way. The situation is bad enough without the possibility of misinterpretation.
While watching the news footage, I had another strange thought. It occurred to me that my grandmother lost a lot of nickels on those Biloxi casino river boats. I wonder how many of those nickels the looters got. Actually, come to think of it, I think before she died she was still up.