I was going to write about writing today (how funny is that sentence?) but there is way too much else going on in the world and swirling around in my head about the disaster in New Orleans and the Gulf Coast.
Let me start by putting the link to the American Red Cross here, so if you haven't had a chance to make a donation, hey! G just made it convenient for you!
I can't believe this historic city, with its rich history, musical culture, and iconic images of Mardi gras and merriment, is in all essence gone. I realized this morning on my way to work that it's something that I'll now never see or experience.
The news reports out of the region have me in shock. This is where my head spins. How could the situation have gotten so out of control? First of all, I don't care how poor you are, how desperate you are, there is no excuse for driving a forklift through a Walmart and wheeling out a shopping cart full of DVD players and televisions. Food, yes. Diapers, blankets, a tent? Hell yeah. A Dell notebook? Give me a break. I mean Jesus Christ; the city is in ruins – where the hell are they going to fence it? How far up the interstate do they think they are going to get on foot with it all?
People shooting off guns, arson… it sounds like the Superdome should now be known as "Thunderdome." It's appalling that things were allowed to progress to the level of civil unrest that unfolded. I can't believe that people had no choice but to remain in the city because they had no money, no transportation, and nowhere to go. We take so much for granted, being able to load up a (gas guzzling) SUV with precious belongings and drive to a motel or a relative's home.
It's easy to be an armchair quarterback, and hindsight is 20/20, but they knew how serious this storm was on Friday. I heard reports that it was well known what the effects of a storm like that would be on New Orleans. Why weren't they more prepared for the potential after effects?
It's all so terribly horrible and sad. Thank god for the reports of people giving aid, and the positive stories coming out, like this one: I heard a reporter today who was in the Superdome, and spoke with some kids who were throwing around a football. One told her with a grin that he used to play all the time in the project but he never thought he'd play football in the Superdome.