You Let Your Kids Drown So You Could Own the Libs: Hope the Bubbles Sound Like Applause, You Brainwashed F*cking Monsters

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Let It Burn!

The clouds didn’t burst over Texas because of nature. They burst because ideology rotted every dam, silenced every warning, and buried reason beneath a red, white, and blue Bible. This wasn’t a natural disaster. It was conservative governance, a grand experiment in rugged ignorance and libertarian cosplay, murdering fifty-one people with boots on their throats and prayers on their lips.



And now they want sympathy. They want dignity. They want the world to see their grief without asking who set the stage, who emptied the coffers, who fired the scientists, and who laughed while choking the life out of every public agency that could have shouted "Move" in time to save those children.

No. We’re not playing pretend anymore. You do not get to shrug this off as “God’s will” when you defunded the emergency sirens. You do not get to sob in press conferences while still voting to cut climate adaptation budgets. You do not get to wrap your grief in a flag while your ideology remains a bloody rag floating down the Guadalupe River.

You did this. You conservative sons of bitches did this.

Texas is a land of contradictions, where billion-dollar oil empires sit atop schools too broke to afford flood insurance. Where liberty means the liberty to drown in a campground because some governor decided automated flood warnings were a socialist plot. Where MAGA cultists go on record calling meteorologists murderers, claiming the storm was fake because it doesn’t fit their Book of Revelations weather schedule (Kaczynski).

And here’s the twisted beauty of it all. It worked exactly the way it was designed to.

When Donald Trump gutted the National Weather Service, conservatives cheered. Bureaucracy slain. Budgets shaved. Victory. When Texas slashed their public communication programs, conservatives posted memes about bootstraps and personal responsibility. And when floods became more frequent, more violent, more apocalyptic, conservatives passed thoughts instead of legislation (Breland).

So when a supercell parked itself over Kerr County like a heavenly middle finger, what was left to protect the people? Local officials armed with half a warning and a prayer. Camps full of children nestled beside rising rivers, with no alerts. No sirens. Just the slow terror of water that does not care about your politics.

And in that silence, fifty-one lives slipped away. Drowned not by the weather, but by the ego of men too proud to fund preparedness. This wasn’t failure. It was policy.

Let’s talk about that policy. The entire conservative project since Reagan, now turbocharged by Trump, has been to deconstruct the state, gut the experts, and sell the carcass to the highest bidder. They call it small government. They call it liberty. But what it really means is that when you need someone to warn you, to save you, to protect you, they’re gone. Or worse, replaced by a dipshit sheriff with a Bible and a budget shortfall (Associated Press).

The warning systems failed because the warnings were never fully funded. The alerts failed because messaging coordination had been stripped bare. The people failed because they’d been taught that trusting science is liberal weakness.

It was all preventable. Not the rain. The rain was always going to fall. But the death? The death came from refusal. Refusal to accept climate science. Refusal to build modern infrastructure. Refusal to invest in public systems because somewhere, some jackass thought FEMA was communism.

And now those same jackasses are shocked that the consequences showed up wet and angry.

Here’s the part where they whimper. "Nobody could have predicted this." "The government did its job." "There’s nothing we could’ve done."

Wrong. The meteorologists did predict it. The forecasts were clear. The watches and warnings were issued days in advance (Flood). But the state had dismantled the connective tissue between science and the people. On purpose. On budget. With votes.

And even when the forecast screamed flash flood emergency, the ground game was impotent. Camps weren’t evacuated. Residents weren’t warned. Systems weren’t triggered. People died waiting for a government that had already been defunded into a PowerPoint presentation (Iannelli).

This is the naked truth. They chose this. Not the storm. The slaughter. Not the rain. The ritual sacrifice of their own people to the gods of deregulation and ignorance.

Because that is what conservatism has become. A suicide cult with tax cuts.

If I sound angry, it is because I am. I’m incandescent with it. You don’t get to weep over coffins you helped fill. You don’t get to act shocked when the government you spent your career trying to kill doesn’t save your grandkids from drowning.

Texas has turned itself into a libertarian experiment, and the results are lethal. Climate change is not a debate. It is not a hoax. It is not a liberal agenda. It is physics. It is here. It is rising. And if your policy platform is "Let’s ignore the water and pray it doesn’t notice us," then you deserve every syllable of this shame.

What is truly monstrous is how predictable this was. This wasn’t some once-in-a-century freak event. This was the logical outcome of cutting corners and calling it patriotism. Of mocking scientists and calling it faith. Of praying for rain and then drowning because you refused to fund the lifeboats.

So now what? Will Texas learn? Will red states wake up? Will we see a shift?

No. They’ll double down. They’ll demand more freedom. More deregulation. More incompetence dressed in biblical cosplay. They’ll spin the victims as martyrs. They’ll say it was God’s will.

But it wasn’t God. It was Greg Abbott’s budget. It was Donald Trump’s war on federal science. It was every Facebook uncle who said climate change is fake and every conservative donor who said FEMA can’t have another dime.

It was you. It was policy. It was deliberate.

And until that ideology is torn out root and stem, until we stop pretending that small government is a noble virtue and start calling it what it is, a smokescreen for death by neglect, then the rivers will keep rising, and the body count will keep climbing.

You didn’t get flooded because God was angry. You got flooded because your elected leaders were proud to be stupid.

And you voted for it.
 
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The clouds didn’t burst over Texas because of nature. They burst because ideology rotted every dam, silenced every warning, and buried reason beneath a red, white, and blue Bible. This wasn’t a natural disaster. It was conservative governance, a grand experiment in rugged ignorance and libertarian cosplay, murdering fifty-one people with boots on their throats and prayers on their lips.


And now they want sympathy. They want dignity. They want the world to see their grief without asking who set the stage, who emptied the coffers, who fired the scientists, and who laughed while choking the life out of every public agency that could have shouted "Move" in time to save those children.

No. We’re not playing pretend anymore. You do not get to shrug this off as “God’s will” when you defunded the emergency sirens. You do not get to sob in press conferences while still voting to cut climate adaptation budgets. You do not get to wrap your grief in a flag while your ideology remains a bloody rag floating down the Guadalupe River.

You did this. You conservative sons of bitches did this.

Texas is a land of contradictions, where billion-dollar oil empires sit atop schools too broke to afford flood insurance. Where liberty means the liberty to drown in a campground because some governor decided automated flood warnings were a socialist plot. Where MAGA cultists go on record calling meteorologists murderers, claiming the storm was fake because it doesn’t fit their Book of Revelations weather schedule (Kaczynski).

And here’s the twisted beauty of it all. It worked exactly the way it was designed to.

When Donald Trump gutted the National Weather Service, conservatives cheered. Bureaucracy slain. Budgets shaved. Victory. When Texas slashed their public communication programs, conservatives posted memes about bootstraps and personal responsibility. And when floods became more frequent, more violent, more apocalyptic, conservatives passed thoughts instead of legislation (Breland).

So when a supercell parked itself over Kerr County like a heavenly middle finger, what was left to protect the people? Local officials armed with half a warning and a prayer. Camps full of children nestled beside rising rivers, with no alerts. No sirens. Just the slow terror of water that does not care about your politics.

And in that silence, fifty-one lives slipped away. Drowned not by the weather, but by the ego of men too proud to fund preparedness. This wasn’t failure. It was policy.

Let’s talk about that policy. The entire conservative project since Reagan, now turbocharged by Trump, has been to deconstruct the state, gut the experts, and sell the carcass to the highest bidder. They call it small government. They call it liberty. But what it really means is that when you need someone to warn you, to save you, to protect you, they’re gone. Or worse, replaced by a dipshit sheriff with a Bible and a budget shortfall (Associated Press).

The warning systems failed because the warnings were never fully funded. The alerts failed because messaging coordination had been stripped bare. The people failed because they’d been taught that trusting science is liberal weakness.

It was all preventable. Not the rain. The rain was always going to fall. But the death? The death came from refusal. Refusal to accept climate science. Refusal to build modern infrastructure. Refusal to invest in public systems because somewhere, some jackass thought FEMA was communism.

And now those same jackasses are shocked that the consequences showed up wet and angry.

Here’s the part where they whimper. "Nobody could have predicted this." "The government did its job." "There’s nothing we could’ve done."

Wrong. The meteorologists did predict it. The forecasts were clear. The watches and warnings were issued days in advance (Flood). But the state had dismantled the connective tissue between science and the people. On purpose. On budget. With votes.

And even when the forecast screamed flash flood emergency, the ground game was impotent. Camps weren’t evacuated. Residents weren’t warned. Systems weren’t triggered. People died waiting for a government that had already been defunded into a PowerPoint presentation (Iannelli).

This is the naked truth. They chose this. Not the storm. The slaughter. Not the rain. The ritual sacrifice of their own people to the gods of deregulation and ignorance.

Because that is what conservatism has become. A suicide cult with tax cuts.

If I sound angry, it is because I am. I’m incandescent with it. You don’t get to weep over coffins you helped fill. You don’t get to act shocked when the government you spent your career trying to kill doesn’t save your grandkids from drowning.

Texas has turned itself into a libertarian experiment, and the results are lethal. Climate change is not a debate. It is not a hoax. It is not a liberal agenda. It is physics. It is here. It is rising. And if your policy platform is "Let’s ignore the water and pray it doesn’t notice us," then you deserve every syllable of this shame.

What is truly monstrous is how predictable this was. This wasn’t some once-in-a-century freak event. This was the logical outcome of cutting corners and calling it patriotism. Of mocking scientists and calling it faith. Of praying for rain and then drowning because you refused to fund the lifeboats.

So now what? Will Texas learn? Will red states wake up? Will we see a shift?

No. They’ll double down. They’ll demand more freedom. More deregulation. More incompetence dressed in biblical cosplay. They’ll spin the victims as martyrs. They’ll say it was God’s will.

But it wasn’t God. It was Greg Abbott’s budget. It was Donald Trump’s war on federal science. It was every Facebook uncle who said climate change is fake and every conservative donor who said FEMA can’t have another dime.

It was you. It was policy. It was deliberate.

And until that ideology is torn out root and stem, until we stop pretending that small government is a noble virtue and start calling it what it is, a smokescreen for death by neglect, then the rivers will keep rising, and the body count will keep climbing.

You didn’t get flooded because God was angry. You got flooded because your elected leaders were proud to be stupid.

And you voted for it.
This is truly SICK.
 

The clouds didn’t burst over Texas because of nature. They burst because ideology rotted every dam, silenced every warning, and buried reason beneath a red, white, and blue Bible. This wasn’t a natural disaster. It was conservative governance, a grand experiment in rugged ignorance and libertarian cosplay, murdering fifty-one people with boots on their throats and prayers on their lips.


And now they want sympathy. They want dignity. They want the world to see their grief without asking who set the stage, who emptied the coffers, who fired the scientists, and who laughed while choking the life out of every public agency that could have shouted "Move" in time to save those children.

No. We’re not playing pretend anymore. You do not get to shrug this off as “God’s will” when you defunded the emergency sirens. You do not get to sob in press conferences while still voting to cut climate adaptation budgets. You do not get to wrap your grief in a flag while your ideology remains a bloody rag floating down the Guadalupe River.

You did this. You conservative sons of bitches did this.

Texas is a land of contradictions, where billion-dollar oil empires sit atop schools too broke to afford flood insurance. Where liberty means the liberty to drown in a campground because some governor decided automated flood warnings were a socialist plot. Where MAGA cultists go on record calling meteorologists murderers, claiming the storm was fake because it doesn’t fit their Book of Revelations weather schedule (Kaczynski).

And here’s the twisted beauty of it all. It worked exactly the way it was designed to.

When Donald Trump gutted the National Weather Service, conservatives cheered. Bureaucracy slain. Budgets shaved. Victory. When Texas slashed their public communication programs, conservatives posted memes about bootstraps and personal responsibility. And when floods became more frequent, more violent, more apocalyptic, conservatives passed thoughts instead of legislation (Breland).

So when a supercell parked itself over Kerr County like a heavenly middle finger, what was left to protect the people? Local officials armed with half a warning and a prayer. Camps full of children nestled beside rising rivers, with no alerts. No sirens. Just the slow terror of water that does not care about your politics.

And in that silence, fifty-one lives slipped away. Drowned not by the weather, but by the ego of men too proud to fund preparedness. This wasn’t failure. It was policy.

Let’s talk about that policy. The entire conservative project since Reagan, now turbocharged by Trump, has been to deconstruct the state, gut the experts, and sell the carcass to the highest bidder. They call it small government. They call it liberty. But what it really means is that when you need someone to warn you, to save you, to protect you, they’re gone. Or worse, replaced by a dipshit sheriff with a Bible and a budget shortfall (Associated Press).

The warning systems failed because the warnings were never fully funded. The alerts failed because messaging coordination had been stripped bare. The people failed because they’d been taught that trusting science is liberal weakness.

It was all preventable. Not the rain. The rain was always going to fall. But the death? The death came from refusal. Refusal to accept climate science. Refusal to build modern infrastructure. Refusal to invest in public systems because somewhere, some jackass thought FEMA was communism.

And now those same jackasses are shocked that the consequences showed up wet and angry.

Here’s the part where they whimper. "Nobody could have predicted this." "The government did its job." "There’s nothing we could’ve done."

Wrong. The meteorologists did predict it. The forecasts were clear. The watches and warnings were issued days in advance (Flood). But the state had dismantled the connective tissue between science and the people. On purpose. On budget. With votes.

And even when the forecast screamed flash flood emergency, the ground game was impotent. Camps weren’t evacuated. Residents weren’t warned. Systems weren’t triggered. People died waiting for a government that had already been defunded into a PowerPoint presentation (Iannelli).

This is the naked truth. They chose this. Not the storm. The slaughter. Not the rain. The ritual sacrifice of their own people to the gods of deregulation and ignorance.

Because that is what conservatism has become. A suicide cult with tax cuts.

If I sound angry, it is because I am. I’m incandescent with it. You don’t get to weep over coffins you helped fill. You don’t get to act shocked when the government you spent your career trying to kill doesn’t save your grandkids from drowning.

Texas has turned itself into a libertarian experiment, and the results are lethal. Climate change is not a debate. It is not a hoax. It is not a liberal agenda. It is physics. It is here. It is rising. And if your policy platform is "Let’s ignore the water and pray it doesn’t notice us," then you deserve every syllable of this shame.

What is truly monstrous is how predictable this was. This wasn’t some once-in-a-century freak event. This was the logical outcome of cutting corners and calling it patriotism. Of mocking scientists and calling it faith. Of praying for rain and then drowning because you refused to fund the lifeboats.

So now what? Will Texas learn? Will red states wake up? Will we see a shift?

No. They’ll double down. They’ll demand more freedom. More deregulation. More incompetence dressed in biblical cosplay. They’ll spin the victims as martyrs. They’ll say it was God’s will.

But it wasn’t God. It was Greg Abbott’s budget. It was Donald Trump’s war on federal science. It was every Facebook uncle who said climate change is fake and every conservative donor who said FEMA can’t have another dime.

It was you. It was policy. It was deliberate.

And until that ideology is torn out root and stem, until we stop pretending that small government is a noble virtue and start calling it what it is, a smokescreen for death by neglect, then the rivers will keep rising, and the body count will keep climbing.

You didn’t get flooded because God was angry. You got flooded because your elected leaders were proud to be stupid.

And you voted for it.
You are sick. Get some help.
 

The clouds didn’t burst over Texas because of nature. They burst because ideology rotted every dam, silenced every warning, and buried reason beneath a red, white, and blue Bible. This wasn’t a natural disaster. It was conservative governance, a grand experiment in rugged ignorance and libertarian cosplay, murdering fifty-one people with boots on their throats and prayers on their lips.


And now they want sympathy. They want dignity. They want the world to see their grief without asking who set the stage, who emptied the coffers, who fired the scientists, and who laughed while choking the life out of every public agency that could have shouted "Move" in time to save those children.

No. We’re not playing pretend anymore. You do not get to shrug this off as “God’s will” when you defunded the emergency sirens. You do not get to sob in press conferences while still voting to cut climate adaptation budgets. You do not get to wrap your grief in a flag while your ideology remains a bloody rag floating down the Guadalupe River.

You did this. You conservative sons of bitches did this.

Texas is a land of contradictions, where billion-dollar oil empires sit atop schools too broke to afford flood insurance. Where liberty means the liberty to drown in a campground because some governor decided automated flood warnings were a socialist plot. Where MAGA cultists go on record calling meteorologists murderers, claiming the storm was fake because it doesn’t fit their Book of Revelations weather schedule (Kaczynski).

And here’s the twisted beauty of it all. It worked exactly the way it was designed to.

When Donald Trump gutted the National Weather Service, conservatives cheered. Bureaucracy slain. Budgets shaved. Victory. When Texas slashed their public communication programs, conservatives posted memes about bootstraps and personal responsibility. And when floods became more frequent, more violent, more apocalyptic, conservatives passed thoughts instead of legislation (Breland).

So when a supercell parked itself over Kerr County like a heavenly middle finger, what was left to protect the people? Local officials armed with half a warning and a prayer. Camps full of children nestled beside rising rivers, with no alerts. No sirens. Just the slow terror of water that does not care about your politics.

And in that silence, fifty-one lives slipped away. Drowned not by the weather, but by the ego of men too proud to fund preparedness. This wasn’t failure. It was policy.

Let’s talk about that policy. The entire conservative project since Reagan, now turbocharged by Trump, has been to deconstruct the state, gut the experts, and sell the carcass to the highest bidder. They call it small government. They call it liberty. But what it really means is that when you need someone to warn you, to save you, to protect you, they’re gone. Or worse, replaced by a dipshit sheriff with a Bible and a budget shortfall (Associated Press).

The warning systems failed because the warnings were never fully funded. The alerts failed because messaging coordination had been stripped bare. The people failed because they’d been taught that trusting science is liberal weakness.

It was all preventable. Not the rain. The rain was always going to fall. But the death? The death came from refusal. Refusal to accept climate science. Refusal to build modern infrastructure. Refusal to invest in public systems because somewhere, some jackass thought FEMA was communism.

And now those same jackasses are shocked that the consequences showed up wet and angry.

Here’s the part where they whimper. "Nobody could have predicted this." "The government did its job." "There’s nothing we could’ve done."

Wrong. The meteorologists did predict it. The forecasts were clear. The watches and warnings were issued days in advance (Flood). But the state had dismantled the connective tissue between science and the people. On purpose. On budget. With votes.

And even when the forecast screamed flash flood emergency, the ground game was impotent. Camps weren’t evacuated. Residents weren’t warned. Systems weren’t triggered. People died waiting for a government that had already been defunded into a PowerPoint presentation (Iannelli).

This is the naked truth. They chose this. Not the storm. The slaughter. Not the rain. The ritual sacrifice of their own people to the gods of deregulation and ignorance.

Because that is what conservatism has become. A suicide cult with tax cuts.

If I sound angry, it is because I am. I’m incandescent with it. You don’t get to weep over coffins you helped fill. You don’t get to act shocked when the government you spent your career trying to kill doesn’t save your grandkids from drowning.

Texas has turned itself into a libertarian experiment, and the results are lethal. Climate change is not a debate. It is not a hoax. It is not a liberal agenda. It is physics. It is here. It is rising. And if your policy platform is "Let’s ignore the water and pray it doesn’t notice us," then you deserve every syllable of this shame.

What is truly monstrous is how predictable this was. This wasn’t some once-in-a-century freak event. This was the logical outcome of cutting corners and calling it patriotism. Of mocking scientists and calling it faith. Of praying for rain and then drowning because you refused to fund the lifeboats.

So now what? Will Texas learn? Will red states wake up? Will we see a shift?

No. They’ll double down. They’ll demand more freedom. More deregulation. More incompetence dressed in biblical cosplay. They’ll spin the victims as martyrs. They’ll say it was God’s will.

But it wasn’t God. It was Greg Abbott’s budget. It was Donald Trump’s war on federal science. It was every Facebook uncle who said climate change is fake and every conservative donor who said FEMA can’t have another dime.

It was you. It was policy. It was deliberate.

And until that ideology is torn out root and stem, until we stop pretending that small government is a noble virtue and start calling it what it is, a smokescreen for death by neglect, then the rivers will keep rising, and the body count will keep climbing.

You didn’t get flooded because God was angry. You got flooded because your elected leaders were proud to be stupid.

And you voted for it.

I think the author goes overboard in what they say in regards to the conservatives, I suspect they made some errors in fact as well, but I also think they made some good points.
 
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