Posted on 09/26/2005 6:31:36 PM PDT by ExGeeEye
Blame throwing
There's plenty wrong with America, since you asked. (Everybody's asking.) I'm tempted to say, the only difference from Canada, is that they have a few things right. That would be unfair, of course -- I am often pleased to discover things we still get right.
But one of them would not be disaster preparation. If something happened up here, on the scale of Katrina, we wouldn't even have the resources to arrive late. We would be waiting for the Americans to come save us, the same way the government in Louisiana just waved and pointed at Washington, D.C. The theory being, that when you're in real trouble, that's where the adults live.
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The Bush-bashing, both down there and up here, has so far lost touch with reality, as to raise questions about the bashers' state of mind.
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This guy, seemingly, gets it, or at least some parts of it.
Bush is a Man?
Genius.
Pinging the Hobbit Hole
Did you read the article, or comment on the title? The article is well worth the time to read; it was well thought out, well stated and commends our President like few other articles.
If a Canadian realizes the federal government aren't first responders and that the lamebrained mayor and governor screwed up big time, why don't the left and the media here?
Hey XGI... Yeah, David Warren is a treasure. I've been reading his column and his blog for quite a while now.
If you like that, you'll love this too, if you haven't seen it already. Absolutely first rate:
Http://www.ejectejecteject.com
Read the article...read the Kipling poem "If." That is what he's refering to when he says Bush is a "man."
I thought the piece was very good. Here's the poem so you can have a point of reference.
IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
Wow. Excellent article. Thanks for posting.
LOL.
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
Thanks for the ping!
Did they?
A: No. They did not.
No, but it did arrive before you set up this account on Free Republic.
Actually a small contingent of Canadians relief workers arrived in one of the outlying parishes before American troops or rescue workers, but that's because the American troops (CG, etc) were busy in NO.
http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/N07222207.htm
Yeah...........they came from Acadia, and are now called Cajuns.
Welcome to Free Republic.............silly.
I'll now limp off to my rest...got a Tuesday coming up.
Funny, that...they're starting to show up almost every week, now...
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