Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

the America we pretend doesn't exist

Catching up on my blog readings, I came across this story and I feel that it should be shared.

Her father was sent to New Orleans as an OSHA consultant to help properly dispose of questionable garbage. His account of what he saw can be found here.

I'm ashamed to be in this country today. If it's remotely true, then we have left high end government as a petty game of you're my friend/you're not my friend.

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