Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

I’m in a mood today. Our boy cat had an orchy, and Button dropped her litter. The house is a mess, and I have two containers of food salvaged from the flooded house to put on the shelves. (I’m also running low on alcohol.)

I woke up to a message asking for info about our Mayor’s new pronouncement: over 2,000 “blighted” properties have been offered to developers. The damn city site no longer functions when it comes to the listings. (I’ve used it before when trying to create a Trans-friendly shelter.) I can’t pull anything up.

Later in the day I tried to access the city’s portal for details of their “Katrina celebration”. Same shit… cannot open the page.

Our local gov’mit has to go away. I tried for two years to create a shelter from the blighted housing list, and the ass holes just gave away over 2,000 of the properties? Fuck them. Where is the freakin’ Humanity in that jesture? People in the Lower Ninth might have wanted those places, but they were given to developers? This cannot stand.

Damn it… there are many good deserving people out there. There’s a need for shelters, safe places, and these properties were given to fucking developers? Jerks who make tons of money for a tiny bit of work? Sweet zombie Jezus, I’ve worked my ass off for years, gave time in service to my country, helped folks that the “normal” people wouldn’t get near. All I wanted to do was create a shelter for Trans folks, saving them the indignity of being housed in shelters without consideration of how they Identify themselves, and these freakin’ properties are given over to developers?

The same thing goes for battered women’s shelters. Youth houses, sanctuaries, and the places are just handed over to money pigs. I’m losing my mind over this.

This is the difference between my being a Progressive and those stupid fucks that call themselves Conservatives. I look for ways to make life better, they just want to return to the B&W Eisenhower Era. I know that I’m expendable, they think the world will stop spinning the second they die. I know that I’m not important…. I’m just a player for a time. They think they rule. I live life, and they just exist to pile up the money which they cannot take with them when they are taken to Hell.

Mister Nagin, rescend the sale of these blighted houses, offer them to those who need them.  Stop screwing us.

Sinn Fein!