Just why are they sitting around in FEMA trailers miserable after two years. At some point, don't you think it is time to stop bitching and do something?
Kindof reminds me of my dear brother (a appliance repairman) who has lived rent free in my mother house for years. The dishwasher compressor died, so instead of fixing it, they complained that mother wouldn't fix it, so they did dishes the old fashioned way. I just walked out of there scratching my head.
I went through Hurricane Katrina in Biloxi, Mississippi (people seem to forget about us). I lost my business, so I moved to Fort Worth and I’m doing just fine. They need to get over it and move on...