So much wasted

From Ground Zero, Katrina. Read, copy, spread far and wide. I originally saw this here.

Hurricane Katrina – Our Experiences
By Parmedics Larry Bradshaw and Lorrie Beth Slonsky

EMSNetwork News
Tuesday 06 September 2005

Two days after Hurricane Katrina struck New Orleans, the Walgreen’s store at the corner of Royal and Iberville streets remained locked. The dairy display case was clearly visible through the widows. It was now 48 hours without electricity, running water, plumbing. The milk, yogurt, and cheeses were beginning to spoil in the 90-degree heat. The owners and managers had locked up the food, water, pampers, and prescriptions and fled the City. Outside Walgreen’s windows, residents and tourists grew increasingly thirsty and hungry.

The much-promised federal, state and local aid never materialized and the windows at Walgreen’s gave way to the looters. There was an alternative. The cops could have broken one small window and distributed the nuts, fruit juices, and bottle water in an organized and systematic manner. But they did not. Instead they spent hours playing cat and mouse, temporarily chasing away the looters.

We were finally airlifted out of New Orleans two days ago and arrived home yesterday (Saturday). We have yet to see any of the TV coverage or look at a newspaper. We are willing to guess that there were no video images or front-page pictures of European or affluent white tourists looting the Walgreen’s in the French Quarter.

We also suspect the media will have been inundated with “hero” images of the National Guard, the troops and the police struggling to help the “victims” of the Hurricane. What you will not see, but what we witnessed, were the real heroes and sheroes of the hurricane relief effort: the working class of New Orleans. The maintenance workers who used a fork lift to carry the sick and disabled. The engineers, who rigged, nurtured and kept the generators running. The electricians who improvised thick extension cords stretching over blocks to share the little electricity we had in order to free cars stuck on rooftop parking lots. Nurses who took over for mechanical ventilators and spent many hours on end manually forcing air into the lungs of unconscious patients to keep them alive. Doormen who rescued folks stuck in elevators. Refinery workers who broke into boat yards, “stealing” boats to rescue their neighbors clinging to their roofs in flood waters. Mechanics who helped hot-wire any car that could be found to ferry people out of the City. And the food service workers who scoured the commercial kitchens improvising communal meals for hundreds of those stranded.

Most of these workers had lost their homes, and had not heard from members of their families, yet they stayed and provided the only infrastructure for the 20% of New Orleans that was not under water.

On Day 2, there were approximately 500 of us left in the hotels in the French Quarter. We were a mix of foreign tourists, conference attendees like ourselves, and locals who had checked into hotels for safety and shelter from Katrina. Some of us had cell phone contact with family and friends outside of New Orleans. We were repeatedly told that all sorts of resources including the National Guard and scores of buses were pouring in to the City. The buses and the other resources must have been invisible because none of us had seen them.

We decided we had to save ourselves. So we pooled our money and came up with $25,000 to have ten buses come and take us out of the city. Those who did not have the requisite $45.00 for a ticket were subsidized by those who did have extra money. We waited for 48 hours for the buses, spending the last 12 hours standing outside, sharing the limited water, food, and clothes we had. We created a priority boarding area for the sick, elderly and new born babies. We waited late into the night for the “imminent” arrival of the buses. The buses never arrived. We later learned that the minute the arrived to the city limits, they were commandeered by the military.

By day 4 our hotels had run out of fuel and water. Sanitation was dangerously abysmal. As the desperation and despair increased, street crime as well as water levels began to rise. The hotels turned us out and locked their doors, telling us that the “officials” told us to report to the convention center to wait for more buses. As we entered the center of the city, we finally encountered the National Guard. The Guards told us we would not be allowed into the Superdome as the city’s primary shelter had descended into a humanitarian and health hellhole. The guards further told us that the city’s only other shelter, the Convention Center, was also descending into chaos and squalor and that the police were not allowing anyone else in. Quite naturally, we asked, “If we can’t go to the only 2 shelters in the city, what was our alternative?” The guards told us that that was our problem, and no they did not have extra water to give to us. This would be the start of our numerous encounters with callous and hostile “law enforcement”.

We walked to the police command center at Harrah’s on Canal Street and were told the same thing, that we were on our own, and no they did not have water to give us. We now numbered several hundred. We held a mass meeting to decide a course of action. We agreed to camp outside the police command post. We would be plainly visible to the media and would constitute a highly visible embarrassment to the city officials. The police told us that we could not stay. Regardless, we began to settle in and set up camp. In short order, the police commander came across the street to address our group. He told us he had a solution: we should walk to the Pontchartrain Expressway and cross the greater New Orleans Bridge where the police had buses lined up to take us out of the city. The crowed cheered and began to move. We called everyone back and explained to the commander that there had been lots of misinformation and wrong information and was he sure that there were buses waiting for us. The commander turned to the crowd and stated emphatically, “I swear to you that the buses are there.”

We organized ourselves and the 200 of us set off for the bridge with great excitement and hope. As we marched pasted the convention center, many locals saw our determined and optimistic group and asked where we were headed. We told them about the great news. Families immediately grabbed their few belongings and quickly our numbers doubled and then doubled again. Babies in strollers now joined us, people using crutches, elderly clasping walkers and others people in wheelchairs. We marched the 2-3 miles to the freeway and up the steep incline to the bridge. It now began to pour down rain, but it did not dampen our enthusiasm.

As we approached the bridge, armed Gretna sheriffs formed a line across the foot of the bridge. Before we were close enough to speak, they began firing their weapons over our heads. This sent the crowd fleeing in various directions. As the crowd scattered and dissipated, a few of us inched forward and managed to engage some of the sheriffs in conversation. We told them of our conversation with the police commander and of the commander’s assurances. The sheriffs informed us there were no buses waiting. The commander had lied to us to get us to move.

We questioned why we couldn’t cross the bridge anyway, especially as there was little traffic on the 6-lane highway. They responded that the West Bank was not going to become New Orleans and there would be no Superdomes in their city. These were code words for if you are poor and black, you are not crossing the Mississippi River and you were not getting out of New Orleans.

Our small group retreated back down Highway 90 to seek shelter from the rain under an overpass. We debated our options and in the end decided to build an encampment in the middle of the Ponchartrain Expressway on the center divide, between the O’Keefe and Tchoupitoulas exits. We reasoned we would be visible to everyone, we would have some security being on an elevated freeway and we could wait and watch for the arrival of the yet to be seen buses.

All day long, we saw other families, individuals and groups make the same trip up the incline in an attempt to cross the bridge, only to be turned away. Some chased away with gunfire, others simply told no, others to be verbally berated and humiliated. Thousands of New Orleaners were prevented and prohibited from self-evacuating the city on foot. Meanwhile, the only two city shelters sank further into squalor and disrepair. The only way across the bridge was by vehicle. We saw workers stealing trucks, buses, moving vans, semi-trucks and any car that could be hotwired. All were packed with people trying to escape the misery New Orleans had become.

Our little encampment began to blossom. Someone stole a water delivery truck and brought it up to us. Let’s hear it for looting! A mile or so down the freeway, an army truck lost a couple of pallets of C-rations on a tight turn. We ferried the food back to our camp in shopping carts. Now secure with the two necessities, food and water; cooperation, community, and creativity flowered. We organized a clean up and hung garbage bags from the rebar poles. We made beds from wood pallets and cardboard. We designated a storm drain as the bathroom and the kids built an elaborate enclosure for privacy out of plastic, broken umbrellas, and other scraps. We even organized a food recycling system where individuals could swap out parts of C-rations (applesauce for babies and candies for kids!).

This was a process we saw repeatedly in the aftermath of Katrina.  When individuals had to fight to find food or water, it meant looking out for yourself only. You had to do whatever it took to find water for your kids or food for your parents. When these basic needs were met, people began to look out for each other, working together and constructing a community.

If the relief organizations had saturated the city with food and water in the first 2 or 3 days, the desperation, the frustration and the ugliness would not have set in.

Flush with the necessities, we offered food and water to passing families and individuals. Many decided to stay and join us. Our encampment grew to 80 or 90 people.

From a woman with a battery powered radio we learned that the media was talking about us. Up in full view on the freeway, every relief and news organizations saw us on their way into the city. Officials were being asked what they were going to do about all those families living up on the freeway? The officials responded they were going to take care of us. Some of us got a sinking feeling. “Taking care of us” had an ominous tone to it.

Unfortunately, our sinking feeling (along with the sinking city) was correct. Just as dusk set in, a Gretna Sheriff showed up, jumped out of his patrol vehicle, aimed his gun at our faces, screaming, “Get off the fucking freeway”. A helicopter arrived and used the wind from its blades to blow away our flimsy structures. As we retreated, the sheriff loaded up his truck with our food and water.

Once again, at gunpoint, we were forced off the freeway. All the law enforcement agencies appeared threatened when we congregated or congealed into groups of 20 or more. In every congregation of “victims” they saw “mob” or “riot”. We felt safety in numbers. Our “we must stay together” was impossible because the agencies would force us into small atomized groups.

In the pandemonium of having our camp raided and destroyed, we scattered once again. Reduced to a small group of 8 people, in the dark, we sought refuge in an abandoned school bus, under the freeway on Cilo Street. We were hiding from possible criminal elements but equally and definitely, we were hiding from the police and sheriffs with their martial law, curfew and shoot-to-kill policies.

The next days, our group of 8 walked most of the day, made contact with New Orleans Fire Department and were eventually airlifted out by an urban search and rescue team. We were dropped off near the airport and managed to catch a ride with the National Guard. The two young guardsmen apologized for the limited response of the Louisiana guards. They explained that a large section of their unit was in Iraq and that meant they were shorthanded and were unable to complete all the tasks they were assigned.

We arrived at the airport on the day a massive airlift had begun. The airport had become another Superdome. We 8 were caught in a press of humanity as flights were delayed for several hours while George Bush landed briefly at the airport for a photo op. After being evacuated on a coast guard cargo plane, we arrived in San Antonio, Texas.

There the humiliation and dehumanization of the official relief effort continued. We were placed on buses and driven to a large field where we were forced to sit for hours and hours. Some of the buses did not have air-conditioners. In the dark, hundreds if us were forced to share two filthy overflowing porta-potties. Those who managed to make it out with any possessions (often a few belongings in tattered plastic bags) we were subjected to two different dog-sniffing searches.

Most of us had not eaten all day because our C-rations had been confiscated at the airport because the rations set off the metal detectors. Yet, no food had been provided to the men, women, children, elderly, disabled as they sat for hours waiting to be “medically screened” to make sure we were not carrying any communicable diseases.

This official treatment was in sharp contrast to the warm, heart-felt reception given to us by the ordinary Texans. We saw one airline worker give her shoes to someone who was barefoot. Strangers on the street offered us money and toiletries with words of welcome. Throughout, the official relief effort was callous, inept, and racist.

There was more suffering than need be.

Lives were lost that did not need to be lost.

Bradshaw and Slonsky are paramedics from California that were attending the EMS conference in New Orleans. Larry Bradshaw is the chief shop steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790; and Lorrie Beth Slonsky is steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790 and Editor of the Gurney Gazette [California]

[Editor’s Note:] The original article can also be found here.

25 thoughts on “So much wasted

  1. Now, unlike the unsubstantiated tales of levees being intentionally dynamited to save rich neighborhoods, THIS sounds all too believable.

  2. I feel so sick after reading that. For those policemen to abuse their power like that, it just increases my refusal to trust their authority.

  3. Editor’s Note: The original article can also be found here.

    Why visit the original website?  The entire text has already been cut-and-pasted onto SEB.  I visited EMSNetwork.org, and the only thing I saw there which I didn’t see here was this little blurb:

    The contents of this site, unless otherwise specified, are copyrighted by © EMSNetwork.  The news provided is for personal use only. Reproduction or redistribution of the this site and the comments board, in whole, part or in any form, requires the express permission of EMSNetwork or the original source.

    There’s nothing wrong with quoting a few sentences or even a paragraph from an interesting article.  That’s “fair use”.  Copying an entire article into the SEB submission form is most uncool.

    Ten Myths About Copyright

  4. Oh, please.  The whole notion of Copyright is bizarre, hinders the free-flow of knowledge, and is dying a quick, timely death, none too soon.

    I was quite happy not having to click-n-peck my way around to read the whole thing.  And, more to the point, that Citizen_L took the effort to replicate the article means more people were more likely to read the whole article.  More people should do this.  Thank you Citizen_L !

    Thank you !

    rob@egoz.org

    If a law is unjust, kill it ever chance you have, and kill it hard and decisively.

  5. Copyright … hinders the free-flow of knowledge

    Yes, and laws against burglary “hinder the free-flow” of my neighbor’s wide screen plasma TV.  That doesen’t mean the laws are bad.

    Les seems to ascribe value to copyright law, since he’s gone to the trouble of copyrighting SEB.

  6. Well, since Les endorses the notion, then i *must* be whacked!  BTW, i also think your neighbor should have his widescreen TV plundered for the good of the commonwealth.

    Commonwealth Over Copyright

    rob@egoz.org

  7. I like to think that commonwealth would be a good, working syste (which is a whole other conversation in itself), but speaking specifically for the copyright article, notice how he makes mention several times of the fact that it would take a really vindictive (and probably stupid, if they can’t show profitability above and beyond the legal costs) person to launch lawsuit.

    By the way, that whole thing about plasma TVs? Terrible comparison. Our understanding of economics in particular, much less it’s implementations in law and policy-making, does not rely on Plasma TVs. Neither do the rest of sciences in any fashion except wherein they are considered as iterative processes – so that creating a derivative work on any of the principles that made plasma TVs possible might ask accreditation to the prior existence of plasma tvs themselves. Even then you’d have to trail back to microorganisms to holding the credit on our own development, and it would give intelligent designers the firepower to scream how the whole world is copyrighted by god.

    Each person requires all the available knowledge to make an apt decision in a highly competitive economy. It’s massively overrating the value of plasma TVs to even compare them with knowledge.

  8. One more thing; I linked to the original article in my LJ. It was easier to write a hyperlink than to add a message at the top, and it’ll strain the other servers just a little bit less.

  9. Daryl, if you’d checked the top of the article you’d have noticed this blurb:

    Please do not write to us for permission to reprint, interview, etc. They do not work for EMSN. Their story is a reprint they disseminated. Contact them through Socialist Worker or Gurney Gazette

    I have written and received permission for the reprint. They want it spread. I’m not ignorant of copyright law nor do I totally disrespect it.

    You’ll also note that SEB has a Creative Commons License in lieu of a proper copyright. You can use material from this site in your own projects so long as you’re not charging money for it. I give it away so I expect everyone who uses it to give it away.

  10. MSNBC is going to interview at 7:00 pm Eastern time (about 45 minutes from now) the Gretna sheriff who guarded the bridge This should be interesting…

  11. “Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely.” The real interesting thing is how little corruption actually erupted. In an anarchy the power acrues to those who take command, for good or for evil. The good news is that much of that power was, in fact, used for good. The bad news is, surprise, surprise, there are some asshats among us. With this kind of contrast, we can all the more appreciate those who brought out the best in them, rather than the beast in them. Hurrah for the good people. grin

  12. Some asshats?  I keep mentally comparing NY and NOLA.  There was some bad behavior in NY but – no one – assaulted rescue workers.  Imagine if anyone in NY had taken a potshot at a fire truck.  Bystanders would have stopped him.

    Articles are starting to pop up in various blogs over the difference between the two cities.  NOLA has embarassed us all around the world, from gun-toting addicts to Michael Brown, well, doing everything Michael Brown did.

  13. Some asshats?  I keep mentally comparing NY and NOLA.  There was some bad behavior in NY but – no one – assaulted rescue workers.  Imagine if anyone in NY had taken a potshot at a fire truck.  Bystanders would have stopped him.

    DOF, the situation in NY is not comparable in my own mind. The time scope of the rescue operations was much shorter (with the forlorn hope for some people trapped in rubble pockets excepted, it was over by day 2).

    Also, the bystanders did not need to fear much for themselves, after the towers had collapsed. They were bystanders for good – they could help or ignore as they chose to. In NO, there were few if any ‘bystanders’. People had to make decisions, and some made selfish or outright evil ones.

  14. You can read Larry Bradshaw and Lorrie Beth Slonsky’s at socialistworker dot org – I tried to post the url but it said it was blacklisted!

  15. BTW, i also think your neighbor should have his widescreen TV plundered for the good of the commonwealth.

    Mugabe has been doing that in Zimbabwe for essentially the same reason. Do you imagine that income redistribution will work better in the United States than it did in Africa? Or the Soviet Union? Or Latin America? Why do you think millions of poor people vote with their feet every year and come to the United States?

    Do you really think their system is kinder than ours?

  16. There are gun toting addicts in every American city, aren’t there?  And most of them are black, aren’t they?  At least that’s what I’ve learned in the media.  I’ve never met one, myself.  And I live in a city.  I suppose there weren’t any in NY on 9/11.  Or maybe they still had a home, so they weren’t exposed to television cameras.

    It’s a ridiculous comparison.  If there had been widespread distruction, and loss of homes, and lack of food and water, like there was in NOLA…it would have made “Escape From NY” look like the “Wizard of Oz.”  So get real.

    And about the copyright thing…whether one has permission to reprint or not….recopying and naming the source does not equate to stealing.  Stealing = pliagerism.  So the TV analogy doesn’t work.

  17. Mugabe has been doing that in Zimbabwe for essentially the same reason [the good of Zimb’ commonwealth].

    Are you serious ?!?!
    What newsreports have you been reading?

    His acts of resource redistribution/nationalisation, confiscation of excessive wealth, etc, were done only for the good of *his* rule, and *his* party, not the commonwealth of Zimb’.

    EG. wholesale destruction of neighborhoods = those areas that didn’t vote for him
    EG. confiscation of white-owned farms = given to his best and more powerful political supporters and cronies.

    Me thinks you been reading his pronouncements.  Instead, take some time and read the independent reports eminating from SAUK’s newsmedia.

    Show me where you get your’s (bizarro info newssource), and i’ll show you mine.

    rob@egoz.org

  18. His acts of resource redistribution/nationalisation, confiscation of excessive wealth, etc, were done only for the good of *his* rule, and *his* party, not the commonwealth of Zimb’.

    Exactly! Power corrupts. A government that can give you everything you want is a government that can take everything you have. Or, to quote David Freidman, “In the ideal socialist state, power will not attract power freaks. People who make decisions will show not the slightest bias towards their own interests. There will be no way for a clever man to bend the institutions to serve his own ends. And the rivers will run uphill.”

    The cruelest aspect is that the politically connected and the wealthy will usually be at the taking end, not the losing end. So the government that is set up to be a Robin Hood ends out being the Sheriff of Nottingham.

    The single largest difference between liberals and conservatives is that conservatives have removed the blinders about how government really works.

  19. Exactly! Power corrupts. A government that can give you everything you want
    is a government that can take everything you have.

    You missed the point.  To some extent gov’t has to be there to help people and Mugabe’s never was, not to day one.  He’s a facist, but not a socialist.

    The extreme position that [anything the gummint does for any individual slides directly into Soviet Russia, etc.] distorts the reality.

  20. Attributing Mugabe as a true socialist is like me holding up Ferdinand & Imelda Marcos as penultimate capitalists.

    Next.

  21. Attributing Mugabe as a true socialist…

    Well, it just isn’t a Red Apologist thread until someone shows up defending “pure” socialism against “flawed” socialism.  In other words, someone to repudiate every socialist state which has ever existed in the real world.

    Robert Mugabe is a true socialist.

    He is tyranical.  Egomaniacal.  Paranoid.  Brutal in the extreme.  He values other peoples’ lives only to the extent those people can help him acquire and keep power.  His country—indeed, his people—exist only to serve the needs of Robert Mugabe, his family, and his cronies.

    Some other people who fit that description, just off the top of my head: Joseph Stalin, Mao Tse Tung, Pol Pot, Fidel Castro, Kim Il-Sung… Notice a pattern here?

    He is a true socialist.

  22. Robert Mugabe is a true socialist.

    He is tyranical.  Egomaniacal.  Paranoid.  Brutal in the extreme… Some other people who fit that description, just off the top of my head: Joseph Stalin, Mao Tse Tung, Pol Pot, Fidel Castro, Kim Il-Sung… Notice a pattern here?

    That’s an extremely flawed position.

    I can name just as many capitalist leaders in our history with equal crimes, albeit less publicized in the West (i named one already).  And, you don’t see me equating a free-market with tyranny and murder.  You are connecting things that don’t necessarily go together.

    There has been many a socialist economy and socialist leader in our history, without death, doom, and civil destruction.  The same can be said of capitalists, too.

    Perhaps you’re confusing the rule-of-law with economics ?

    rob@egoz.org

  23. I can name just as many capitalist leaders in our history with equal crimes.. (i named one already).

    And, you don’t see me equating a free-market with tyranny and murder.

    You named one?  I must have missed it.

    Oh, you’re talking about Ferdinand Marcos???

    In what sense can the Marcos regime be called either “capitalist” or “free-market”?  The Phillipines were somewhat free-market before the 1970’s.

    During martial law (1971-1981), the Marcos regime nationalized all the major cash-generating businesses in the Phillipines: coconuts, sugar, petroleum, transportation, etc.  Perhaps your definition of “free-market” differs from my own.  Most people would not regard the seizing of private assets and the placement of those assets under government control (allegedly to be used for the common good) as “free-market” policies.  A more common word to describe the situation would be “socialism”.

    Under Marcos, the Phillipines did what any other socialist state would do.  They grabbed as much of the economy as they could, and put it under government control.  The results were predictable: farmers who used to make a living selling their crops at free-market prices were now legally obliged to sell their coconut, sugar, and rice to government-owned monopolies for below-market prices.

    But the truly outrageous thing is that people like yourself, ignorant of history, would try to use the Marcos regime as justification for government “restraint” of big, evil capitalism.  That experiment has already been run several thousand times, and the result is always the same: the more power governement has to regulate commerce, the more it uses that power to transfer wealth from the poor to the rich and powerful.

    Yet there are still people on the left who believe that if we try it just this one more time, this time the people who run the government will act for the benefit of all citizens, and without regard for their own interests.  Don’t they ever learn?

  24. Daryl: But the truly outrageous thing is that people like yourself, ignorant of history, would try to use the Marcos regime as justification for government “restraint

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