...people wading up to their chests.
I can't even fathom what they are going through ...
Oh! Zoethe, puns like that are beneath you!
It wasn't meant THAT way!!!
that was just... beauutiful.
I know that your husband is how i met you, but I always have thought your ability to convey thoughts and word things ... touches me deeper. So glad to know you. What you wrote, It touches a little on the thoughts I am formulating based on a book I am reading at this time. A book on how faerie tales and myths read to children influence us throughout life so that we can handle the horrors and setbacks that are thrown to us in reality.
I cannot imagine how it might be to have everything I ever had washed away, destroyed and ruined in the matter of a few moments. Those in the other states probably had not thought it to be so bad. Even here in Marion the rains have been never ending today. Steadily pouring from the heavens.
I have wanted to go to NOLA for years and never have. I guess i may never get to see it in all it's beauty for some time if ever, now.
Thank you. Sometimes images just come to me.
I have never been either, and regret that deeply now.
She wasn't kind in Memphis. She wasn't a killer, but she moaned round our eaves like a banshee, and the rains were so thick traffic stopped because it couldn't see the cars ahead. In the historic district, there were trees down, and every house had someone out front picking up limbs.
The bayous are up. The river is up a little. Every storm-drain is clogged. There were power outages, and the night class my husband teaches was cancelled for them.
It wasn't Hurricane Elvis, where we had straight-line winds in excess of 100 mph, but it was more than a light rain.
We got off easily.
I wonder about the folks who can't go home for weeks or months. My friends are staying at her mother's. Poor Bec has 11 refugees on her sofa and floor. But that's 11 people safe.
I've got lots of family down there... thankfully they have all checked in with the rest of us and are all ok, even the family pets.
Most of them are currently in Texas, not expected to be allowed back for about a month. My aunt and uncle rode out the storm to watch the pets, apparently the only phone that works on the street is theirs.
At least some of them will probably end up in Missouri for a month or so to stay with my sister. The cousin with four kids, her husband, and the kids probably will be there. But there are 6 other kids in that part of the family too..
I am quite glad that they live in a suburb and not the city itself. Some reports I've seen suggest that significant areas may be uninhabitable for 6 months or even longer. That isn't even counting the damage to infrastructure, just the land itself.
Man thinks he's boss, nope, nature will kick our ass every time. Even if we set off every nuke we have, nature could still top it. We'd be gone and she'd keep on going.
I can't even fathom what they are going through in Biloxi, Mobile, New Orleans.
Apparently, neither can some of them.
No, they can't. My mom, who's in Zachary, just north of Baton Rouge, was telling me that the mood in a lot of shelters is "They MADE us leave, and now they won't let us go back to our homes, how dare they, we're never evacuating again!"
She thinks it's that so many of the shelters don't have TV access, and they just don't know what we know. I'm not sure they'd listen even then.
How do you go about telling somebody, "There's nothing to go home to."
You no longer have a job. You no longer have a home. You no longer have posessions. How do you deal with that?
New Orleans no longer exists. It's mind boggling.
That was deep. I linked if you don't mind.
My grandparents on my dad's side live in Mobile. My grandfather couldn't survive the trip, being in recovery from chemo and my gramma's health is not so hot, either, so they could not drive to KT to be with my half sister, Lisa.
They made it. They have downed trees, but are not under water, thank the gods.
I think one of the saddest things I read was about a poor man with lung cancer who couldn't manage to get out, and got through the storm but then died when he ran out of oxygen.
I've been trying to wrap my brain around just what these people have lost, how we as a country are going to deal with the million or so people who are now homeless, jobless, in some cases have only the clothes on their backs.
It's rough. We read about refugee camps in other countries. We're about to find out first hand what that's like.
Thank you for your beautiful entry.
I have a friend down in NOLA who lost everything...
If there is one thing to be grateful for, its cellphones and the internet--he logged into ICQ and sent me a note that he was ok and asked me to call, so I did but couldnt get through. It is a sad thing to hear that recording "Due to the hurricane your call cannot be completed at this time..." He couldnt call me either, but at least could text. So yes, something to be thankful for.
Possessions, in the end, ultimately, mean nothing. I'd be embracing my family, grateful we made it out with our lives. We will rebuild. We will persevere. We will carry on.
If nothing else, it's one of the greatest, admirable strengths of humankind.
Hmm... I sound morbid.
Possessions count for little when compared to he death of loved ones, but the plain fact is that shelter and food and potable water count for a hell of a lot - we're not talking about, boohoo I lost my knickknacks. This is, I have no place for my children to sleep.
A lot of these people aren't going to have flood insurance. Sure, there's FEMA, but that's loan money for the most part. When you have a $150,000 mortgage on a foundation and you're looking at borrowing another $150,000 to put a house back on it, that's daunting. That will ruin a lot of people. Oh, and the company you work for blew over.
I think it trivializes what these people are going through to say, "you should be grateful that you and you loved ones are alive."
I'm one of those people who kinda shuts out the world so I don't have to hear the bad stuff, so I can keep living in my own little world of sunshine and happiness. I can hear about national disasters and other world tragedies and feel for the people, but not have it really affect me, my day-today life. But I was sitting here in upstate NY where it has been raining since about 9 or 10 last night (it is almost 8am), and I was grumping because it was yucky weather. Walking toward my car, I stepped into a deep puddle and the water sloshed up and into my shoe. The cry of dismay died in my throat as I remembered the pictures of people wading up to their chests. That line, made me stop. And the story of Janet's neice... I am crying for her and everyone else down there...
It's terrible, and getting worse. Hurricane Andrew was bad, but once it was over it was at least done getting worse. Here, the Army Corps of Engineers has given up on their original idea for repairing the levees, so the NOLA basin will continue filling up while they try and come up with a new plan. Every day, every hour, there is more flooding. The mayor has said that everyone who stayed behind and survived needs to evacuate now.
I honestly don't know if there will be a New Orleans when all this is done. Certainly it will never be the same.
Me, I will walk through warm rain that smells like the ocean and count my blessings.
Indeed. I got drenched to the skin yesterday waiting for the bus because of the Euclid corridor construction that's removed all the bus shelters on my side of the road at work. Couldn't bring myself to complain about it in LJ today.
I'm glad I got to visit New Orleans once. It may never be rebuilt - it may not make sense to build a city there, surrounded by water and below sea level.
It never made sense to have a city there, really. But it's sad to think that it survived war and centuries of storms and now, in this technological age, we might not be able to save it.
2005-08-31 03:35 pm (UTC)
vectored through dglenn
It's not unfair to pronounce Katrina "our tsunami." The only reason she didn't kill thousands was that we had fair warning.
I really have to disagree with that. There is a natural desire to relate our tragedies to something else, to try to get a mental grip on them, but there's really no comparison here. We did have fair warning, so the known death toll currently is 300. The tsunami killed 150,000. The only way this is our tsunami is in the hyperbolic way that a nasty flu could be called "our black plague."
2005-08-31 03:41 pm (UTC)
Re: vectored through dglenn
The level of physical destruction to the area was what I was talking about. I do not mean in any way to denigrate the loss of life suffered in the tsunami.
i heard on the radio yesterday about one man who couldn't access his bank accounts to GET money to pay for things. he said he owned a trucking business and home in New Orleans but his debit card isn't allowing him to access any of his money.
so, even for people who DID make it out safely, they're still stuck with nothing.