Natural Disasters

08.28.06

Still Broken

“9th ward diagonal car 1″
Matt Cohen, August 26, 2006

Broken bottles, broken plates,
Broken switches, broken gates,
Broken dishes, broken parts,
Streets are filled with broken hearts.
Broken words never meant to be spoken,
Everything is broken.

– Bob Dylan, “Everything is Broken

Last year, I posted the lyrics to Bob Dylan’s “Everything is Broken,” and linked various phrases to images from the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. The degree to which Dylan’s words fit the events unfolding before us was uncanny.

A year later, New Orleans remains a city crippled not only by a natural disaster, but by a man-made one: a Republican administration that sat on its ass and ate birthday cake while a city drowned has compounded that frightening lack of human decency by breaking promise after promise to those in the region.

Of course, only a fool would think that that has been an accident. Bush put Karl Rove in charge of the administration’s post-Katrina strategy, an act of bad faith of such magnitude that one recoils from the sheer monstrosity of it. As Dan Froomkin noted at the time:

Rove’s leadership role suggests quite strikingly that any and all White House decisions and pronouncements regarding the recovery from the storm are being made with their political consequences as the primary consideration. More specifically: With an eye toward increasing the likelihood of Republican political victories in the future, pursuing long-cherished conservative goals, and bolstering Bush’s image.

That is Rove’s hallmark.

And that is exactly what has come to pass: a bungled recovery process that has allowed the wreckage of the storm to fester under the hot Louisiana sun. And it’s all being done with political objectives in mind, as Frank Rich noted in the The New York Times this past Sunday:

Douglas Brinkley, the Tulane University historian who wrote the best-selling account of Katrina, “The Great Deluge,” is worried that even now the White House is escaping questioning about what it is up to (and not) in the Gulf. “I don’t think anybody’s getting the Bush strategy,” he said when we talked last week. “The crucial point is that the inaction is deliberate — the inaction is the action.” As he sees it, the administration, tacitly abetted by New Orleans’s opportunistic mayor, Ray Nagin, is encouraging selective inertia, whether in the rebuilding of the levees (“Only Band-Aids have been put on them”), the rebuilding of the Lower Ninth Ward or the restoration of the wetlands. The destination: a smaller city, with a large portion of its former black population permanently dispersed. “Out of the Katrina debacle, Bush is making political gains,” Mr. Brinkley says incredulously. “The last blue state in the Old South is turning into a red state.”

All across the media landscape, the Bush administration is being shown for what it is: a callous political machine that cares only for its own survival.

That is going to be brought home over the next two days, as President Bush attempts to whitewash his response to the storm with a series of PR stunts. After all, you don’t introduce new products in August: you just shine up the old lies and put them out on the shelf in some new packaging.

As noted here a few days ago, Matt Cohen, who blogs at 1115.org, decided to take a first-hand look behind the Bush administration’s spin. Traveling down to New Orleans with his camera, Matt has posted a powerful set of pictures on flickr that document the all-too-slow recovery of New Orleans (I thank him for granting me permission to use a few of his images here), and he has just written a searing account of his trip through the 9th Ward.

It’s called A Victory Lap for Broken Promises:

But all of that is just the least bad part. What remains of Lakeview and the Lower 9th Ward is a national embarrassment. One year after Katrina, and some houses rest off their foundations and in the streets. Cars sit upside down or crushed, some even under buildings washed away by flood waters. Water-damaged and mud-caked objects are distributed inside houses and in yards. Block after block, the damage appears infinite. The fact that $44 billion has been released for recovery, yet the ruins of the 9th ward are allowed to stand almost frozen in time, is nothing short of disgusting. With so many of our ruling Republican majority subscribing to the “Broken Window” theory, it’s amazing that the ultimate broken window is the flood damage allowed to remain across New Orleans.

It’s an amazing post that showcases the best of what blogs can do. Please go and read it.

Of all of the images that Matt has posted, the one below struck me most deeply:

9th ward this was home, Matt Cohen, August 26, 2006

“HOME This was HOME,” the spray-painted eulogy reads. The house still stands, but the home inside it is gone, for now. It will be vanquished permanently, if the Bush administration has its way.

And that is something that we will never forget.

 

Update: Please visit Shakespeare’s Sister for many more perspectives on the first anniversary of Hurrican Katrina. In her post, Shakes argues convincingly that “Katrina was the inevitable failure in the wake of Bush Conservatism’s success.”

10.13.05

The Humanity

Now, I’m not one to pass judgment or cast aspersions on the way other people choose to live their lives. That’s part of what being pro-choice is all about, right?

But these people have the issues. Ladies and gentlemen, please meet the Duggers, Jim Bob and Michelle, who just welcomed their SIXTEENTH child, Johanna Faith, into the world. More on the story here. All of the children have names beginning with “J,” as follows:

Joshua, 17; John David, 15; Janna, 15; Jill, 14; Jessa, 12; Jinger, 11; Joseph, 10; Josiah, 9; Joy-Anna, 8; Jeremiah, 6; Jedidiah, 6; Jason, 5; James, 4; Justin, 2; Jackson Levi, 1; and Johannah.

I imagine that this probably makes things rather complicated for the mail carrier.

And you have to imagine, as a friend of mine pointed out, that they probably shop here.

Not to mention that it points up a kinky little paradox involving the fact of such obviously conservative and puritanical people having so very much sex, which boggles my mind in a way that’s making me quite uncomfortable.

But each to their own, I guess, although it does kind of make me wish (and this almost never happens) that I lived in China, where this sort of thing would simply not be allowed.

Oh, and also? They’re thinking about having another.

Don’t forget to take the quiz and read the FAQ.

10.13.05

Is it a bird? Is it a plane?

So if you needed any more proof that the end of the world was nigh, here’s another Jeremiad for you: The Snakehead. Is it a fish? Is it a snake? Can it swim? Can it walk on land? Does it scare the shit out of me. Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes. Well, maybe it’s not exactly a snake. And maybe it doesn’t exactly walk. But the other answers are all still in the affirmative. This past Sunday at least 80 (that’s EIGHTY, EIGHT-ZERO) of the little devils were apprehended in the Potomac River, according to this story in the Washington Post, where the snakehead is referred to as a “top-line predator.” Nice. The thing I like perhaps the most about the story, apart from its apocalyptic overtones, is this sentence, referring to Mark Hammond, the protagonist of the story, a bass fisherman from Florida:

“I think we have the state record,” Hammond said of the catch behind the trailer lot where he and his friends drink beer and practice bow-hunting.

Um, drink beer and practice bow-hunting? At the same time? And you’re worried about snakeheads? Sir, I think you might have other problems, like the possibility that you will go William Burroughs on your pals and spear them with your bow and arrow while faced on longnecks.

Do you know that line from Shakespeare about horses eating each other in the streets being a sign that the natural order has gone seriously awry? Well, anyway, I think that when snakefish teem in rivers near our nation’s capital, and emerge from the streams to walk on land, only to be hunted by a drunkard with a crossbow, we might well be experiencing a similar kind of situation. By the way, I’m pretty sure that horse thing happened in one of Shakespeare’s tragedies, and not in one of the comedies, but you could probably already have figured that out for yourself.

10.10.05

Pakistan Earthquake

I’m extremely short on posting time today, but need to take note of the horrendous earthquake in Pakistan. The latest numbers are staggering: 30,000 people feared dead, 40,000 people wounded, and as many as 2.5 million people left homeless after the quake.

What can we do in the face of numbers like that? How can we go beyond the numbers, and try to understand the human lives behind them?

Lance Mannion has posted the tragic story of a Pakistani man, now living in New York, who lost most of his family:

Hussan lost at least 26 members of his immediate family in the quake, all killed in his home village of Prim Koot, in Azad Kashmir.

He lost his bother-in-law, his sister-in-law, all of their children and much of their extended families.

Hussan said the quake completely flattened his mountain village, killing hundreds and leaving thousands homeless.

Most of those killed were children, Hussan said.

“There is nothing,” Hussan said. “They have no blankets, they have no food. Many roads are destroyed, and nobody can reach them to help.”

The New York Times has photos of the damage. Flickr has more.

Many articles have touted Pakistan’s acceptance of India’s relief aid, but this AP article makes it clear that old tensions die hard.

On Daily Kos, oldnorthstate posted a list of relief agencies that are helping with the recovery effort (via Billmon). Please give what you can.



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