I've had things pretty good all my life... I've experienced lean times, I've had frugal stretches, but I've never experienced long-term privation. That being said, I'd like to think that I have a sense of empathy. I have experienced the aftermath of a destructive storm, but I had a dry dwelling to return home to. At any rate, I would not be the sort of person to tell a bunch of evacuees who have just lost their homes and possessions to 'have a good time'.
I love words, I love the English language (and, to tell you the truth, other languages, all other languages enchant me), I think I have a pretty good grasp on speaking extemporaneously. It doesn't take a goddamn genius to avoid telling a bunch of people who have experienced terror, loss and displacement to 'have a good time', as if they were camping out for a lark.
I can't fathom what sort of cognitive/emotional deficit it takes for an individual to be so blithe about the ruination of others' lives... and the fact that such an empathy-free monster is heading up our government creeps me the hell out.