Even Firmer in My Resolve
My office never lost electricity. Nor internet. So I am here now getting drunk off of typing with two hands instead of two thumbs and able to check things that require internet. Like Entergy’s outage map. And applying for FEMA.
Overall we are fine. Still no electricity (Day Four). But my handy new generator and window unit are serving us well. It is bearable.
I appreciate all of the show of concern and support my non-NOLA followers (and my NOLA peeps too) have been giving me. It has been a tremendous boast in the low moments.
I have so much to write; so many thoughts in my head. But I just don’t have the time now for a lengthy post. I promise to catch up with your blogs soon!!
Just know that what is important in my life—my family, my friends and my beloved city—are all doing well. My rant against Entergy and the politics of storms in the South and the impact of the destruction of the wetlands to southeast Louisiana and the rest of the country will have to wait.
A friend of mine, a clinical pshycologist, whose home was very badly damaged in Katrina and is still not completely fixed, said this to me:
It is not easy living in New Orleans these days. And some of us do it as political action. To leave would be an insult to those that were forced out by Katrina and don’t yet have the financial resources to return to their home. We press on. Because that is our choice but also because we have no choice: We must press on. If only for the sake of others.
New Orleans is a very small big city. And our sense of community just gets stronger every damn storm. We get to know our neighbors better. We get to know ourselves better. We get better at dealing on the edges of anxiety. We get stronger in our personal relationships and working as teams.
We here in the city are all relieved our levees held for Gustav. But we all also know that it was just a minor test. It was a Cat 3 that went west of us. We won’t rest until New Orleans is prepared for a Cat 5. And that we are owed.