Bob Roberts and New Orleans

Last night we watched Bob Roberts on dvd. It's a depressing film to watch now. The US has the second Bush as President and is still engaged in Iraq. Self-interest is still, somehow, good. Caring about other people as well as yourself is, somehow, a form of weakness. We are shown the dishonesty (Bob's foot tapping at the end of the film) and yet we live with it, as Gore Vidal explains - we're frogs being brought slowly to the boil. How do we get out of this position?

This morning I read this: Notes from Inside New Orleans. The writer describes the disorganisation within a refugee camp, the lack of information about where transport out was heading, the lack of any system to record who was in the camp, and where they had been sent on to. It's nightmarish. I imagine people just getting lost. Never getting back to New Orleans, not having the means, or the identification necessary.