Excuses Don't Cut It

Twenty years ago I nearly lost mrs lipstick in a traffic wreck. Two days after marrying her a ditzy chick ran a red light while she was using the mirror to put her makeup on and they collided, totalling my wife's car. In the days that followed we got constant phone calls from said chick and her husband, blubbering their sorries. Even got a bouquet of get well balloons. The upshot was that since she didn't mean to run the red light, well, couldn't we just forget it all happened?

Where I work there's a guy who thinks along the same line. He'll screw up and think of some excuse to somehow justify it in his own head, and if he's satisfied, well, why can't we all be satisfied? He takes his cue from the big cheese who reasons much the same. If the tools aren't there to do the job correctly, well, the resources just had to be diverted. Couldn't help it. If there aren't enough people on a shift, well, the missing workers just didn't catch that last minute schedule change. And on and on.

All this justification don't mean shit. The end results matter. "By their actions you shall know them". People get fucked up in a car wreck. People are overworked and you have to scramble to make do when someone else neglects to do their job.

This is the mantra by which the criminal scum in Washington live and breathe.
9/11 just happened to happen but how was I to know?
Going to war and slaughtering the innocent was based on, well, what they told me.
Snooping, eavesdropping and spying on you is good for you because I say it's good for you.
Pure and utter bullshit. The scumbags are pissing on our rights, sending our sons and daughters
to be maimed and die for corporate greed and are destroying everything that gets in their way. And lame ass justifications do not cut it.




9/11 -- The Gift That Keeps on Giving