What stunned me the most was the sheer scale of the devastation. As I mentioned earlier, parts of the city look like Hiroshima or Nagasaki in late 1945. And this is eighteen months after the storm. Even relatively well-off areas like St. Bernard Parish with it's solidly middle-class, even somewhat upper middle-class homes are only fitfully rebuilding. Parks and squares have become huge "FEMA Camps" with white trailers packed cheek-to-jowl. There's even a special FEMA Camp for police officers who have lost their homes. On Sunday I saw a house still bearing spray-paint that reads, "2 dogs, 1 dead." Eighteen months later.
With more than 1500 and a greatly reduced population and the sheer scale of the devastation the city struggles to rebuild itself but needs a concerted Federal effort. Nothing, nothing, can be expected from the current regime (save, of course, sweet contracts for Halliburton and Blackwater). The same people who gave us "Heck of a job, Brownie" can't, or more accurately, won't lift a finger. That dispersing the "undesirables" (from their perspective) to other parts of the country also has the advantage (from their perspective) of reducing the chances of Democrats being elected. Just this morning the Times-Picayune featured an editorial on a bill in the Senate that would offer relief - relief, not forgiveness - to those who took federal rebuilding loans. But the bill has been stopped in its tracks by an anonymous hold. Who wants to bet which party the coward belongs to? That this sort of political gamesmanship is going on is a national shame. Eighteen months later.
Clearly, though, the recovery will go on despite the hostility of the government and the apathy - really, short attention spans - of the American public. But with another hurricane season approaching it's not surprising that nerves are a little on edge. Still, I encountered good cheer and a large amount black humor. That's the sane reaction to an insane situation. So the citizens of New Orleans continue their efforts to make their home and their homes whole again despite what in many ways is isolation. Eighteen months later.
Finally, I'd like to extend my thanks to lb0313 and dangerblond for allowing us into their homes and throwing really great bashes. I encourage everyone to head over to First Draft and visit some of the NOLA blogs scout has listed so you can begin to get an idea about the people involved. You may not be able to put a face, or even a real name, to their stories, but those are the real stories, unfitered.
Let us hope that another disaster of this magnitude never happens again but if it does let us make sure that the shame of inaction doesn't haunt us even for a short time let alone eighteen months later.
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