{"id":53,"date":"2006-04-08T10:44:26","date_gmt":"2006-04-08T18:44:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riley.newdream.net\/?p=53"},"modified":"2006-04-09T14:56:57","modified_gmt":"2006-04-09T22:56:57","slug":"katrina-that-bitch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riley.newdream.net\/?p=53","title":{"rendered":"“Katrina… that bitch!”"},"content":{"rendered":"
The French Quarter is filled with stores selling colorful t-shirts, many of which have recently taken on a Katrina-related theme (“FEMA – the new four letter word”). Since we had rented a car, we spent some time exploring the city, including some neighborhoods that took a particularly heavy beating during the hurricane(s). The first was Lakeview<\/a>, (which used to be) a reasonably nice neighborhood on the north side of the city (bordering Lake Pontchairn). The most notable feature was a scummy water line cutting across every house, between 6 and 10 feet off the ground:<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Most houses had already been gutted,<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n although a few were still filled with the remains of their original contents:<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n For sale<\/a> signs were everywhere, as well as various advertisements for demolition companies, “we buy houses” posters, and political statements (“Hold the Corps accountable”). Maybe 5% of the houses seemed to be in the process of being rebuilt. A few people were picking through what remained of (presumably) their possessions, and a fair number of other cars appeared to be driving around at random (like us!) scoping things out (with some NOPD cars scoping them out). What a mess!<\/p>\n The day after the wedding we drove over to the Ninth Ward<\/a>, a lower income neighborhood that was also also hard hit. Although Lakeview seemed pretty grim, it looked like a fair number of residents were trying to pull it together and rebuild. The Ninth Ward was less encouraging. The first thing we saw was a large tree that came down on the front of a house, smashing it to smithereens:<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n We started out near the river, which looked somewhat similar to Lakeview damage-wise, except with much cheaper and older housing. Once we moved a bit north, though, everything changed. Instead of nastified houses, we found houses that had moved (often smashing into other houses),<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n been cut open<\/a>, broken in half<\/a>, just smashed<\/a>, or (more often than not) were sufficiently jumbled up with everything else<\/a> that it wasn’t clear where one stopped and the next began. Yikes!<\/p>\n