Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.
Surely Hustler porn-toad Larry Flynt jests when he demands a $5 billion bailout for the U. S. adult entertainment industry–with no strings, or g-strings, attached? But this is no joke: Once-wonderful Galveston Island is crying for help three months after Hurricane Ike wrecked the place.
I know Galveston is not New Orleans, and I know there’s a long, long line of would-be bailoutees after the Wall Street Wizards and the Big Three got theirs. But I don’t blame the Galveston folks for thinking they’ve been abandoned.
I thought the post-Brownie FEMA outfit was supposed to be more competent than this. Maybe the Texas Legislature, moseying back to work after a year off, will do something. For private citizens, one good first step would be for a bunch of Texas musicians to organize a huge benefit concert right there on the beach near the ruins of the Balinese Room.
Are you listening, Willie Nelson, Gary P. Nunn, Ray Wiley Hubbard, ZZ Top, Tish Hinojosa, Jerry Jeff Walker? Now is the time to rescue the Island.