Nature & Politics
by Jeffrey St. Clair
Flirtations with Disaster: Brown Out
For those of you waiting on the emergence of Karl Rove's New Orleans
strategy, it already came and went: Blame it on Brownie.
Admittedly, this bit of misdirection doesn't qualify as vintage Rove.
But then Rove, who has been tapped by Bush to head the reconstruction
program, may have personal reasons for keeping the deepening New Orleans
scandal on the front pages. At least it takes the heat off of his own
travails, as Special Prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald prepares to lay out
his case before the federal grand jury in Arlington.
So Mike Brown, the fabulously inept director of FEMA, now joins Paul
O'Neill and Richard Clarke as another flattened piece of Bush
administration roadkill.
Of course, Brown is a convenient and deserving patsy.
Prior to joining the Bush team, the high point of Brown's career had
been his tenure as executive director of the International Arabian Horse
Association. Like his patron George Bush, Brown proved to be an inept
businessman. In a few brief years, Brown had wrecked the once venerable
organization, bankrupted its accounts and opened it to a flood of
lawsuits. One former member of the group called Brown's management of
the organization "an unmitigated, total, fucking disaster." Brown
himself became a target of lawsuits. He passed the hat to collect cash
for a legal defense fund to fend off angry litigants. Soon he raised
$50,000. Then he was fired. Brown pocketed the money and never looked back.
The International Arabian Horse Association was Mike Brown's Harken Oil.
Although the board canned Brown, it was too late for the horse people.
The horse group has never recovered. Indeed, it has dissolved as an
organization. But Brown went on to greater things, like helping to
supervise the drowning one of America's greatest cities.
A quick scan of Mike Brown's resume gives the impression that he was at
least marginally qualified for the FEMA position. After all, he claimed
to have been the director of emergency management operations for
Edmonds, Oklahoma (population 68,000).
But this brawny assignment turns out to have been a feat of resume
inflation. According to the former mayor of Edmonds, "Mike was more of
an intern. He didn't have anyone reporting to him."
Other than that, Brown's professional career is vaporous. As a lawyer,
Brown represented a small oil company, a smaller drilling company, and a
family-run insurance brokerage. He did a lot of family estate planning
and he claims he was once named "political science teacher of the year
at Central State College"--Central State, as in the oil patch of
Oklahoma. But even this turns out to have been a mirage. Brown never
taught anything, let alone political science, at Central State College.
He was a student there. But there's no trace of any evidence that he won
any academic laurels at this Harvard of the Heartland.
Brown got the FEMA post courtesy of his college roommate, Joe Allbaugh.
Allbaugh is one of Bush's longtime political wranglers. Among other
feats, he helped cover up the document trail detailing Bush's desertion
from the National Guard. In return for these services, Allbaugh was
rewarded with the head of FEMA, an agency for which he had described a
profound loathing. Deploying Gingrichian bombast, Allbaugh denounced
FEMA as a "bloated entitlement program." He quickly set out to dismantle
it. The first move, in the wake of 9/11, was to strip FEMA of its
cabinet level status and subsume it under the auspices of the
terror-obsessed Department of Homeland Security, where the agency was
kept on a tight choke-collared leash by Michael Chertoff, perhaps the
least empathetic person in the Bush cabinet.
In a few short years, Allbaugh had transformed FEMA from a crisis agency
that distributed aid to disaster victims into a corporate welfare
service that hands out big government checks to a coterie of contractors
with political ties to the Bush White House.
When his work was done, Allbaugh tapped his old buddy Mike Brown to
supervise the newly dilapidated agency, while he went on to commandeer a
few companies that stood at the front of the FEMA welfare line, their
hands out for the reception of fat reconstruction checks.
Allbaugh-allied firms were some of the first to cash in on the corporate
looting of New Orleans.
Of course, Joe Allbaugh is hardly alone in this respect. His
predecessor, James Lee Witt, who headed FEMA under Clinton and is put
forth by Democrats as a model disaster czar, traded in his FEMA
credentials for a high-paying gig with the insurance industry, lobbying
congress to help companies like All State wiggle out of paying off their
claims in the wake of hurricanes and other natural disasters.
At the urging of the Bush White House, Brown stocked the upper echelons
of FEMA with people a lot like himself. FEMA became a kind of patronage
holding pen for talentless cronies of the Bush gang, a role the
monastery once served for the dimwitted sons of the aristocracy during
the Middle Ages. (Now the limited scions of the wealthy land spots as
the figureheads of FEMA or the Oval Office.)
Take Brown's chief of staff, Patrick Rhode. You might think that because
Brown had no experience managing a disaster relief agency he might tap
the expertise of someone who did. You'd be wrong. A detailed look at
Rhode's resume reveals not the slightest hint of any experience with
floodwaters, hurricanes, earthquakes, or tornadoes. His only experience
with disasters had been a stint with the Bush 2000 campaign. Rhode
parlayed that experience into a plum position as a special assistant to
the President and deputy director of National Advance Operations, a
position he assumed in January 2001. Brown plucked him from the White
House to join FEMA in 2004.
Brown's number three man was Scott Morris. Before becoming deputy chief
of staff at FEMA, Morris worked as a press officer for the 2004 Bush
campaign. Prior to that, Morris labored for an Austin, Texas company
called Maverick Media, which produced political commercials for the Bush
2000 campaign. Again there's not even a trace of evidence that Morris
has any experience with natural disasters beyond turning them into
photo-ops for Bush and Cheney.
What's crucial to understand about Bush's FEMA is that it didn't fail at
its task in New Orleans. Under Bush, FEMA was no longer a disaster
relief agency, but a clean up and reconstruction funding agency. With
this in mind, it was only natural that Mike Brown waited to act until
all the damage had been done. His role wasn't to throw life-rafts to
people drowning in shit-saturated water, but to dole out contracts to
favored companies for the rebuilding of the city.
Perhaps Mike Brown's fatal mistake was that he flinched on camera and
dared to show a little sadness and empathy for those who went down in
the flood. That humane slip may have signed his bureaucratic death
warrant. George W. Bush is often praised by the press for his loyalty.
One wonders why. It's obvious that the Bush family code goes precisely
the other way. Bush demands absolute fealty, while he's willing to
sacrifice almost anyone (except his foul-minded mother) to protect his
own ass.
As the rubble and rotting corpses of New Orleans are laid at his feet,
the hapless Mike Brown finds himself the latest refugee from the Bush
administration to learn this cruel lesson.
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