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Posted: 9/8/2005 10:53:12 AM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/8/2005 10:53:27 AM EDT by gordon_freeman]
I can't help but feel sorry for him, haha... so many little things going wrong!!! The best part was how they couldn't keep their "c-rations" because they set off metal detectors...

http://www.emsnetwork.org/artman/publish/article_18337.shtml

Moral of the story is... when the SHTF, and you're not 100% prepared, too bad because no one cares! I'm thinking i'll be stocking up on some MREs and ammo just in case a earthquake, volcano, or lahar hits the Puget Sound for the aftermath... assuming I don't get flattened in the first event.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:02:08 AM EDT

Originally Posted By gordon_freeman:

www.emsnetwork.org/artman/publish/article_18337.shtml





hotlink
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:08:37 AM EDT
Wow. That article is pretty damning of the Greta Sheriff's dept. I would have been pissed to be treated that way.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:10:24 AM EDT
Holy cow. What a clusterfuck.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:12:22 AM EDT
That sucks.

"Government is the problem, not the solution." -- Ronald Reagan
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:16:39 AM EDT
BTW, please leave politics at the door in this thread, i'm tired of people bringing in politics into the NO situation it's BS

Any thoughts? Well, this thread has certainly made me feel less callous towards the displaced persons... and more angry at the local and national government for not being prepared... At the same time, i've read reports of previous hurricane scares in N.O. where people were completely retarded, got drunk until the last moment, would bring guns and beer to the "shelter of last resort" the superdome, etc. etc...

I think the best thing to take from this story is that it's a damned good idea to put at least SOME effort into preparedness... I feel especially sorry for this guy because he was at a confrence, so he was in a foreign location. Imagine going across to the country to some town and a disaster hits, ruh roh!
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:17:05 AM EDT
What does this teach us, childrens?

This teaches us that the .gov may or may not actually give a flying shit about you during a disaster.

Be prepared, and stay away from the masses.

If this person had possessed so little as a water purifier and a case of MREs, he would have been 100x better off.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:19:30 AM EDT
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:25:02 AM EDT

Originally Posted By SabreCat:
What does this teach us, childrens?

This teaches us that the .gov may or may not actually give a flying shit about you during a disaster.

Be prepared, and stay away from the masses.

If this person had possessed so little as a water purifier and a case of MREs, he would have been 100x better off.



This person was in from out-of-state. I don't travel with a water purifier and any MREs, I don't know about you!

As to the article... The two that wrote it need to catch up on what's occurred - their conclusion bothers me:


Throughout, the official relief effort was callous, inept, and racist.


If all things they reported are true, then heads should roll.

(all that said... I could see Grosse Pointe cops lining up to block off roads from Detroit if the SHTF in Detroit... )
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:28:47 AM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/8/2005 11:29:20 AM EDT by TexasSIG]

Originally Posted By gordon_freeman:

Any thoughts? Well, this thread has certainly made me feel less callous towards the displaced persons... and more angry at the local and national government for not being prepared...




Please leave politics at the door but you are bitching about governemnt. Yep, absolutely a
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:29:29 AM EDT
September 2005




DuH!
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:29:34 AM EDT

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note: Bradshaw and Slonsky are paramedics frorm California that were attending the EMS conference in New Orleans. Larry Bradsahw is the chief shop steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790; and Lorrie Beth Slonsky is steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790.[California]

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.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:51:05 AM EDT

Originally Posted By sherm8404:

A mile or so down the freeway, an army truck lost a couple of pallets of C-rations on a tight turn...

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.



Mind if I call BS on this?

How long has it been since the military stocked C-rats in cans???

They've been on MREs for a long time now.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:51:43 AM EDT
The article was written by a guy who has published in the Socialist Worker Party paper, so I'd take it with a gigantic grain of salt.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 11:59:29 AM EDT

Originally Posted By mcgredo:
The article was written by a guy who has published in the Socialist Worker Party paper, so I'd take it with a gigantic grain of salt.



I am skeptical of some of the things in there too.

BTW Don't the retort packages in MREs have foil in them? I just figured they had gotten their terminology wrong.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 12:06:29 PM EDT
If the Gretna SO would have simply shot a couple of refugees per day, there would have been plenty of food to go around.

Link Posted: 9/8/2005 12:28:29 PM EDT
The guy says that they were just keeping the black REFUGEE's off of the bridge . . . but then does not mention anyone going across . . . It sounds as though the Gretna SO was attempting to keep from having a migrating band of looters from coming across the bridge and stripping the city clean.

What is wrong with that? Part of the job of being a sheriff.

The busses existed to get people out, but Mayor Nagin never got them out of the depot for the NO school district. Failure happened at the local level and the state level and to some lesser degree at the federal level. It is not the Feds job to make certain your sorry butt gets saved when you get into trouble.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 12:37:29 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Jame_Retief:
The guy says that they were just keeping the black REFUGEE's off of the bridge . . . but then does not mention anyone going across . . . It sounds as though the Gretna SO was attempting to keep from having a migrating band of looters from coming across the bridge and stripping the city clean.

What is wrong with that? Part of the job of being a sheriff.

The busses existed to get people out, but Mayor Nagin never got them out of the depot for the NO school district. Failure happened at the local level and the state level and to some lesser degree at the federal level. It is not the Feds job to make certain your sorry butt gets saved when you get into trouble.



Nothing, UNLESS by doing so you are preventing people from leaving a disaster area. And stealing food is bad to. But, as others have said this story may or may not be true.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 12:50:48 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/8/2005 1:49:09 PM EDT by ChrisLe]

Originally Posted By macman37:

Originally Posted By mcgredo:
The article was written by a guy who has published in the Socialist Worker Party paper, so I'd take it with a gigantic grain of salt.



I am skeptical of some of the things in there too.

BTW Don't the retort packages in MREs have foil in them? I just figured they had gotten their terminology wrong.



Many of my friends refer to MRE's as 'C-Rations." The average sheeple doesn't know the difference....That said, it still smells of BS...
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 12:56:49 PM EDT

Originally Posted By mcgredo:
The article was written by a guy who has published in the Socialist Worker Party paper, so I'd take it with a gigantic grain of salt.



The glorious work preformed by the noble (union) workers, the "communal food", the subsidized tickets, the inept work by the mighty powers. Nope, nothing socialist here.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:06:52 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/8/2005 1:07:51 PM EDT by DOW]

Originally Posted By SmilingBandit:

Originally Posted By mcgredo:
The article was written by a guy who has published in the Socialist Worker Party paper, so I'd take it with a gigantic grain of salt.



The glorious work preformed by the noble (union) workers, the "communal food", the subsidized tickets, the inept work by the mighty powers. Nope, nothing socialist here.




Yep. Propaganda, pure and simple. I don't believe a word of it. I also call...
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:16:07 PM EDT
If he was an EMT why didn't he stay and help?
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:16:49 PM EDT
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:23:08 PM EDT
"Larry Bradsahw is the chief shop steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790; and Lorrie Beth Slonsky is steward, Paramedic Chapter, SEIU Local 790"

Union stewards & the SEIU... same folks that were going door to door for Kerry (slant of the article should be of little surprise)

Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:28:41 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Brohawk:
Mind if I call BS on this?

How long has it been since the military stocked C-rats in cans???

They've been on MREs for a long time now.



I saw multiple anomalies in that article. It's bogus. Some of the stuff they put in there never happened and could not have happened the way described. Someone's writing fiction.

Military has not stocked C-Rations since the 80's. We were issued some C's in 1986 because the MRE's were perforated, but I've not seen a C since except in surplus stores.

This article was written by someone who was apparently not in NO and was written for a political agenda.

Especially the part about part of the NG unit being in Iraq. The Engineer units that are there are entirely in Louisiana. No part of those units is in Iraq. The Infantry BDE is in Iraq, but the Engineers would not be having a difficult time accomplishing their missions due to the Infantry in Iraq because those two units are not related, not even in the same command.

Where's the BS flag when I need it?
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:30:14 PM EDT

Originally Posted By BenDover:
If the Gretna SO would have simply shot a couple of refugees per day, there would have been plenty of food to go around.



Gretna doesn't have a Sheriff's Department. Gretna is in Jefferson Parish and Jefferson Parish has a Sheriff's Department.
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:34:16 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/8/2005 1:34:49 PM EDT by xinflt]
Top o' the page Mom!

all the way!
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:45:36 PM EDT
*cough,cough*bullshit*cough*
Link Posted: 9/8/2005 1:52:58 PM EDT
Pure, unadulterated DU BS! So you can bet the average ignorant human will believe every word of it. Has it been reprinted in the Leftmedia yet?
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