Since the latest round of depositions has the folks at Dunn Carney and Yall politics very excited with new revelations involving the sex lives of the Rigsby sisters I thought I’d post a picture of the working conditions these highly trained, licensed professionals had to work under on the coast post Katrina. My own adjuster had the added bonus of experiencing the smell of tons of three week old rotting chicken and pork belly that littered my neighborhood in West Gulfport. Certainly this must have been great stimulus for her libido. More on this Renfroe adjuster in a bit.
I noted over the weekend several of our regular commenters corrected the notion that a good cat adjuster didn’t make great money, especially after the 2004 hurricane season. In hindsight Sid’s comments were also a signal of the renewed Rigsby sister character assassination to come.
Make no mistake this is all out war as State Farm and their shill apologists try to crush the Rigsby sisters before their very specific and detailed allegations of claims dumping on the NFIP are explored. The slabbed here know this and how this perverted use of the legal system has diminished justice for us and every taxpayer that was likely bilked into paying for wind damage that should have come from the treasury of a private insurer.
Without the boogie man of Dickie Scruggs to distract the public from the real issues this litigation involves, the echo chamber which resulted from this latest vicious personal attack on the Rigsby sisters by State Farm is most telling. Simply put the public gets it and the story is not Kerri’s sex life or shopping trips to Texas (shopping here was a bit sparse in December 2005), rather it is about large private insurance companies making off with potentially billions of taxpayer dollars dumping their contractual obligations on the NFIP, and their friends in the White House who think that is OK.
I’ve often said there is simply no substitute for being here in the heart of the GO Zone when it comes to knowing our issues. As Judy Guice observed last week at Gene’s Town Hall Meeting the overwhelming majority of blogs that speak on our issues don’t come close to getting it right though some of the sillier observations make good fodder for generating some cheap laughter.
This brings us back to that cat adjuster pictured above on my slab. Our readers at E. A. Renfroe should recognize her, anyone else care to hazard a guess?