How close does it have to get? Does anyone realize that that thin little seawall being overtopped by splashing waves was the only thing holding back the ocean from inundating the entire city with fifteen feet of water? Unfortunately, I did and I felt like I was watching a Godzilla film, where Mothra had just caused a tidal wave. If a section had breached, or if the storm had been a category higher, or 20 miles closer, as projected, it would have overtopped the wall and flowed in unabated filling up the bowl, worse than Katrina.
But it didn’t, and I’m back home in the French Quarter, sitting on my sofa with AC and watching cable as if nothing had happened. And the Saints are in the Dome Sunday. Times like these test my lack of faith, but we can’t live on faith alone anymore. We’ve got to keep the water from getting anywhere near that thin little wall. And the only way to do that is…class, not all at once…yes, of course, the wetlands.
And as a result of this, our governor, who I hate his politics, is now on a crusade to restore the wetlands as a national strategic priority. People think I’ve been pushing the wetlands because I’m an environmentalist, or ecologist…I don’t really care about wetlands, I care about not drowning and losing the city I love.
And now we have a governor with the intelligence to realize there is no bigger priority for Louisiana and indeed the United States, than to protect this area, because in addition to New Orleans, the only thing protecting the oil infrastructure of the entire nation is wetlands. Now we’ll see if he has the real guts to present half the bill of this effort to his best buddies, the oil industry. We’ll see if he truly wants to save his hometown, because in order to accomplish this WE NEED THAT MONEY.
Okay, in the meantime, if you’re going to live in New Orleans, you have to be willing to evacuate…unless you’re willing to die in New Orleans. I, personally, would be embarrassed to die in a hurricane, especially after doing all the films and stuff about why you don’t have to die in a hurricane. You’ve got lots of warning. In L.A. you could be parking to see the new Batman movie and suddenly BAMMM CRUNCH SPLAT!!!
Thank you Mayor Nagin for scaring the cr@p out of everyone to get serious. Any evacuee who watched that thin wall holding back the ocean, from a room in Texas or Alabama, wherever… should give him a thanks, or wink, or at least not an obscene gesture next time you run into him. One Cat higher…10 miles closer…swift turn to the east…total inundation…period.
So we need to create affordable insurance for the expenses of evacuation. The expense of this unexpected excursion can be significant to anyone, and prohibitive for most. Why not offer an affordable insurance plan, which would cover mandatory or voluntary evacuation expenses; i.e. hotel, gas, food, etc. but after five days and if the disaster occurs, that policy expires? This would make people feel a little bit more comfortable about evacuating, which they must do. Anyone who doesn’t evacuate after such an event as Gustav needs to seek help.
Thrilled New Orleans is still here! Geaux Saints!
Here's a film I made about why New Orleans is where it is and why oit's got to stay that way. It's called "Surrounded By Water."
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