Katrina Is Angry

Here are memorable sayings Monday morning from three people in New Orleans who were too sophisticated, too cool, and too smart to listen to orders to evacuate Sunday night:

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“I’m not doing too good right now,” Chris Robinson said via cell phone from his home east of the city’s downtown. “The water’s rising pretty fast. I got a hammer and an ax and a crowbar, but I’m holding off on breaking through the roof until the last minute. Tell someone to come get me please. I want to live.”

On the south shore of Lake Ponchartrain, entire neighborhoods of one-story homes were flooded up to the rooflines. The Interstate 10 off-ramps nearby looked like boat ramps amid the white capped waves. Garbage cans and tires bobbed in the water.

Two people were stranded on the roof as murky water lapped at the gutters.

“Get us a boat!” a man in a black slicker shouted over the howling winds.

Across the street, a woman leaned from the second-story window of a brick home and shouted for assistance.

“There are three kids in here,” the woman said. “Can you help us?”

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When it was safe to get out, these three and others said, “Screw you”. Now they expect a bunch of people to risk their lives during the storm itself to save their sorry a**es.

I would reply to them with the question Bill Cosby asked in his “Noah” act:

“How long can you tread water?”