September 11. The day Bush hit
the trifecta. Lucky him. He got some capital,
he spent it. He borrowed some, too. He went through
the budget surplus like pork through a goose, and left us with
a budget deficit. And a financial crisis. A near-collapse of
the banking system. Are you better off today than you were
eight years ago? I'm still here, as John Hartford said about
the earthquakes in California. I'm still here.
The bridges are falling. All that means is
we need another WPA. I'll be on a WPA writer's project.
I'll update the WPA Guide to Northwest Florida. I'll be
the Ecotourism Czar of South Walton County. The Sex Tourism Czar
of Panama City Beach. "Please drink responsibly. Show us your tits."
Go home. Go back where you came from. And take your filthy lucre
with you. Money and shit are related. Money is shit.