A Southern Moonlit Sauna Has Me Thinking of Bush and Jesus

With the beauty of Saturday night's moon beaming brightly upon the water, hundreds of people gathered at the Bay St. Louis Yacht Club to listen to the deliciously divine music of Deacon John, a New Orleans legend playing all the favorites going back some fifty years. I couldn't believe how hot it was or that sweat was running down my legs! A young friend informed me, "That isn't sweat. It's the humidity stuck to your legs." I guess it's been a while since I went dancing under the moonlight with humidity in the night air making life almost unbearable were it not for Deacon John's music.

At least, I could go over to a fan and cool off occasionally. Eventually, I would return to my car with air conditioning which I would drive to my mother's home that was also air conditioned. I could jump into the shower. These are choices that most of us take for granted.

Two years ago when Katrina hit, electricity and safe-water were near non-existent commodities.

When it comes to the many responsibilities that Bush neglects especially here in Katrina Land, I'd like to ask Mr. "I'm the nation's Preacher-in-Chief" one question. What responsibilities would Jesus neglect?

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