“The self-congratulatory letter from the resident of Mississippi you printed might have been funny were it not such a shocking distortion of the genuinely sad and tragic facts on the ground in that state. Friends of relatives of mine – middle class white people – were trapped in a small town in southern Mississippi for days – just like the people of New Orleans – without fresh supplies of food, water, and gas. They waited and waited as trucks passed their town by, residents growing more desperate over the course of three or four or five days. They pleaded for help in every way they could, and were abandoned by their government, just like nearly everyone else affected by this storm. Barbour is no saint. Their stories will eventually be told, and some already have.”