Thursday, July 06, 2006

So Lay Died

And he didn't die in prison, but in one of his vacation houses in Colorado. Anyone else remember how his wife cried and cried in front of the camera some years ago at the very thought of losing one of their vacation homes? Thoughtless cow.

Well, a few weeks back I saw a retired L.A. Unified schoolteacher speaking of how she was spending her post-teaching days. Due to the Enron debacle (what a gentle word), she cleans houses three days a week. She taught high school math for 40 years, and because of the greed (now that's an ugly word) of Lay and his compadres, she doesn't have enough money to live in her extremely modest San Fernando Valley, two-bedroom house unless she cleans houses. And she's not alone. Teachers from New York to Minnesota to California are similarly affected.

I wonder how they feel about Ken Lay's timely death.


Blogger Meghan said...

I would hope to think that he left some kind of a positive legacy. at least for the sake of his family. Sadly the legacy we all know full well speaks volumes. He ruined the dreams of a lot of people. I hope that his estate will go to them, and I hope they find all the money he ferreted away. It's too bad we never got to see him spend a night in jail. It would have been nice to see some retribution. Even his death reeks of cowardice. It's sad.

6:22 AM  
Blogger junebee said...

The political cartoon in our paper today was Ken Lay trying to hold on to bags of money. The caption was "You can't take it with you."

5:39 PM  

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