1-800-555-FEMA

I got a call from a friend of mine today. We hadn't talked in months, and we had a lot of catching up to do. She is a firefighter in a relatively dangerous city. She generally kicks ass. I want to be like her when I grow up.
Anyway, my friend told me that she had been out of town for a great deal of the fall season. She was dispatched by her fire department to New Orleans almost immediately after the hurricane. She wanted to help rescue people. She is a rescue worker. It is what she is trained to do.
I asked her what it was like. Did she help rescue people from flooded buildings? Nope. FEMA assigned her (and every other rescue worker she knew) to hand out brochures with FEMA's contact number on it. That's what she did all day. Kind of like those annoying "flyer guys" on Manhattan street corners who won't let you walk past without taking a piece of paper.
No rescues.
At night, she would go home to her hotel room, turn on the TV, and watch Sean Penn rescue people from flooded buildings.
FEMA sucks.







