I rejected it outright when Jerry Fallwell opined that Katrina was God's just and righteous retribution for New Orleans immorality, what with all the sex and drunkenness, and most offensively, those damned homosexuals (like only gay people and their straight pals got their houses flooded or died drowning in filthy water). Now I understand what really happened. Almost everybody in N.O. wanted a big, tall, potent and refreshing traditional Southern cocktail that day. The Universe heard and heeded their desperate, subconscious vibrational call, but they had sadly failed to specify exactly which kind of Hurricane they meant, so the Universe said yes, but then it heard all their even more desperate vibrational requests for helicopters and lifejackets and boats and was like, "my bad, be more specific next time."