June 07, 2006
Forget about a helping hand. Some sorry bastards need a FOOT--- one bogged squarely in their lazy, leeching asses. If that statement makes me sound cold-hearted, then I suppose that I am.
Here's a "victim" of Hurricane Katrina for you:
After being flown here for free back in September, Johnson’s been at the Holiday Inn since Super Bowl Sunday. On April 21, the hotel served Johnson with three notices of occupancy termination, saying that it would begin court proceedings if he wasn’t out by May 9. He wasn’t, so it did. If the court boots him, Johnson could end up in one of the city’s homeless shelters. He’s been broke for over a month now. fema sent him $9,000 in housing aid, but he spent it all on booze, cigarettes, some clothes, and food—partying, mostly. “I spent my money just the way I wanted, and I think [fema] should send me some more,” he says. But it won’t. Johnson’s caseworker says fema offered to buy him a ticket home to New Orleans in February, but he didn’t take it. fema won’t now. So he’s stuck, at least until the Holiday Inn pays him to leave.
Johnson is "stuck?" I don't think so. In MY humble opinion, Johnson is the one DOING the sticking, and he's putting it in deep, too.
And Johnson, 49, isn’t that motivated to leave. For one thing, AMC’s in the middle of its “Thrill Me” marathon. Next up, Gothika. “Halle Berry,” he says with lazy lust. These days he’s usually up all night—it’s hard to sleep on an empty stomach. When he has to, he’ll go outside and beg for change, but he doesn’t really like that too much. Most days he just showers and gets back in bed, showers and gets back in bed. Once a week he and another evacuee, a diabetic named Larry, walk to a church off the Van Wyck and get canned goods. When Johnson’s caseworker, Sharon, comes around, she gives him some bus passes and maybe a few bucks, but she’s getting frustrated. “They sit around on their butts watching TV. There’s only but so much I can do if they’re not willing to help themselves.”
Poor guy. Thanks to New York City's compassionate squatter's rights law, Johnson can't be kicked out of his "free" room at the Holiday Inn without a judge's court order to evict him. And Johnson has plenty of reasons to stay right where he is. The free room with free cable TV is nice, but even better is the prospect of receiving some more free money.
Attorneys with the Legal Aid Society have been negotiating a buyout deal for Johnson and the remaining evacuees, and expect a settlement—he heard about $1,200—imminently. He says he’ll use the money to get a room for a few nights and have some fun before flying back to his little house in New Orleans’ Third Ward.
Yeah, and I suspect that when this sackashit is forced to return to "his little house" in New Orleans, the only thing he'll fix is his mailbox, so government will have a place to send him welfare checks and food stamps.
I've got a cold heart, all right. I think it comes from stories such as this one making my ass ache.
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