Isaac – On and On and On

“I carry a shower curtain folded up neatly in my wallet, because you never know when you’ll never know.
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― Jarod KintzA Zebra is the Piano of the Animal Kingdom

To me the worst part of a hurricane is not the storm itself, but the aftermath. No matter what happens you are guaranteed to spend days of no electricity, extreme boredom, ennui, various amounts of clean up, muggy heat, and mosquitoes. On top of that is the annoying drone of generators none of which are yours, dammit.

As of yesterday none of my eighteen some odd relations in the gulf coast area had power. All are OK, no injuries, property damage, or anything of a serious or untoward nature happened. However, propriety requires that I wait at least a week before calling to use my best smug “I told you so” tone of voice and ask “betcha you’ll never do that again, huh?”

Why do we stay put for coming events that we know are going to range from mildly unpleasant to a potentially gruesome fatality? We’ve all done it. Women stay abusive relationships. A random idiot sees a funnel cloud approaching across a field and instead of running for cover, films it approaching, while muttering “oh shit” under their breath. Yes, yes we all have a morbid fascination with a disaster heading right towards us. Oooo, maybe this film smidgen will go viral on YouTube.

The trouble with Hurricanes is that they are rather uncooperative and refuse to fit themselves into an evening prime time spot on the Telly or a 30 second film on a social media site. Naming them after males instead of females has not made them any more dependable. These pesky disasters insist on dragging on and on. Long after brief attention spans have moved on to the latest titillating scandal or tragedy.

I have to say though, that I am impressed with the pre-staging of electricity repair trucks, Red Cross Aid, etc. Someone would have to be shot at dawn if that at the very least was not done in light of how horribly wrong the Katrina recover effort floundered 7 years ago.

Driving home from New Orleans to North Texas recently I took a side road for diversion. In the middle of nowhere I drove past what seemed like miles and miles of abandoned identical trailer homes. What I was seeing was trailers left over from Katrina that were never distributed. 2 of my relatives had their homes destroyed, but never “qualified” for the FEMA trailers. Now hundreds of these unused hulks sit in rural Louisiana slowly rusting away.

The logistics of administering aid to those in a crisis is obviously a complicated nightmare. I’m hoping this time for Isaac things go better and those who need help get help.

One thing that puzzles me though is why do people stay in a place that is routinely wiped off map? Part of it, I assume, is that it is not that easy to pick up your entire life and relocate it elsewhere. Greater minds than mine have puzzled this through the ages. Living in Pompeii was probably pretty rockin’ right up until the end.

12 responses

  1. “One thing that puzzles me though is why do people stay in a place that is routinely wiped off map?”
    That puzzles me too…

    1. I guess there is no easy answer 😦

  2. I wonder why we stay in Houston every Septemner and sometimes into October, when the heat & humidity are oppressive and the rest of the country ambles into fall. But then in January as the rest of the country freezes, I remember why we stay.

    1. I have a passel of in-laws in the Houston area who all seem marry off their kids in July or August. At least a wedding is an excuse to drink. Hopefully they’re finished until the next generation. The not freezing is a good thing. 🙂

  3. candyforbreakfast | Reply

    The phrase ‘Eat drink and be merry,for tomorrow you may die.’ originated in Pompeii.Or so I’ve been told.

    1. LOL so maybe they knew what was going to happen? That’s even weirder.

  4. Good question… Auckland is built on a (momentarily) dormant volcano field. There are around fifty volcanoes around the city, the most recent of which emerged in the middle of the harbour less than 600 years ago. Of course, I live in WEST Auckland, not a volcanic field. When one of them blows in the east, a million folks will be heading my way… oh dear…

    1. 50 volcanoes?? Holy cow. Make sure you freeze a lot of snacks. It’s going to be difficult to have a cocktail party for a million guests.

      1. True – Mostly concerned about two in particular – my daughters live in Mt Roskill and Mt Eden, both mounts being volcanoes… But I’m pretty well stocked… (My husband lives in fear we are going to starve to death. I don’t know why, no one would mistake us for underfed…)

        1. My husband does the same thing. We could could probably live for 6 months with what is in the pantry at this very moment.

  5. I know your feelings about staying in places that are routinely wiped out. We have a similar thing with bush fires, which routinely wipe out whole towns. Yet the locals rebuild and insist on living in the bush. It is lovely, I agree, but I’m not sure how many times I could suffer losing all my possessions and my home.

    Amazing about those trailers. Sounds more like a beaurucratic stuff-up than a complicated nightmare – or maybe it was both……

    1. Yikes, fire is the worst for me. If my house got burned down by a bush fire I’d probably move to the other side of the continent.

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