Looters, shooters

Two things didn’t happen with the latest hurricane:

Texas didn’t get hit. (Always a big positive.)

New Orleans didn’t get looted. (Also very nice.)

The lack of looting almost got overlooked, until some thieves in Ville Platte in south Louisiana revived bad memories. It seems that a few low-lifes were trying to help themselves to a supply truck loaded with food and water for Hurricane Gustav victims.

When National Guard soldiers approached, gunfire broke out. But it’s not what you think: The looters were the shooters, too.

The Guard troopers returned the fire, but none of the thieves were hit. Or were hit bad enough to be lying on the ground when the Guard secured the truck.

You’ve got to be pretty stupid to shoot at a National Guard patrol.

Those guys are armed with fully automatic M-16s, and know how to use them.

You, being a punk looter, probably have a Saturday Night Special, and you couldn’t hit a Holstein from 20 yards.

But if you’re a looter, your day job isn’t brain surgeon, so you don’t know these things or care about them.

Not to worry, though. I have to believe that natural selection takes care of these little problems eventually. I’m guessing that few looters die peacefully in their old age.