Monday, August 29, 2005
Back in the day, Bill Cosby had a comedy routine about a hospital corpsman during an invasion. He describes one guy who goes nuts when his friend is shot. Although the corpsman and some other guys try to hold the soldier down, he breaks free and runs screaming into the open.
The enemy soldiers quickly shoot him down.
Let's let Bill tell it:
"First thing this guys yells is 'Medic!'"
"I said 'What do you want?'"
"My life! My life!"
"I don't make house calls! Take two aspirin and mail in the results!"
I was reminded of that story when I read this in today's Washington post:
"I'm not doing too good right now," Chris Robinson said via cellphone 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."
You want to live? Hmm. So, because you were too stupid, or stubborn, or just plain lacking in common sense to get out of the way of a force four hurricane, you want somebody else to risk their lives to come in and rescue you?
What, did you think a hurricane was nothing more than a bad thunderstorm? You live in New Orleans, and yet flooding has only recently become an issue?
Idiot. Take a deep breath and mail in the results.