"I lost the house I spent 3 years lovingly restoring by hand, my job, and everything that didn't fit into my car. This week I finally settled with my insurance company (for far less than I think was fair). I am living in a 1 room apartment in Baton Rouge, and earning about 55% of my previous income. Multiply my story by several hundred thousand. Many thousands fared worse than me. I will never forget - nor forgive - the incompetence that cost my fellow New Orleanians their lives. I will never forget that picture of our President yucking it up with the guitar at a fund-raiser in San Diego while my city drowned.
I pray that the (tiny, very tiny) silver lining is that Katrina pulled the curtain back on his arrogant incompetence."

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