A year later

A year ago at this time, TBK and I were in a motel room in Apalachicola FL — listening to the rain outside and watching the TV as Katrina bashed the Gulf coast. Just like everyone else, we expected to be gone only a couple of days. It turned out to be 10 days before we could sneak back into town to check on the house — then another five weeks before we could come back home to stay. We’re unsure how we’ll mark the anniversary, aside from joining fellow MetroBloggers for dinner tonight.

All the local, state and national bigwigs got together last night. At least they chose a locally-owned place to eat. I won’t get all political (at least not in this space) because no minds would be changed and we’ve all ranted quite enough over the past year. It wouldn’t help anything anyway.

However, I think this is hilarious. Major props for these guys, whoever the hell they are, for coming up with a way to mislead, dupe, bamboozle and otherwise confound. In their own small way, they were able to pinprick the huge gas-filled dirigible of pomposity that has surrounded so much of our political and phyiscal leadership throughout all this. Their ruse was swallowed hook, line, sinker, rod, reel and boat by so many of the same folks who snookered so many others.

Today’s Katrina anniversary is being overdramatized, inflated and overanguished to the point that most of the country has already tuned out. We appreciate the attention, since there needs to be continued focus on our generation-long recovery down here. But for most of us who are here daily and plan to remain, it’ll be a day largely like any other — just trying to keep things operational. We’ll mark the anniversary in our own ways, thank you. And they won’t be televised and we won’t be interviewed and tomorrow will be the 30th and the day after will be the 31st, etc, etc.

But I can guarantee you that each of us, at some point in the day, is going to stop, look around and wonder how we got here and look back on all that’s happened and all we’ve handled. And we’re gonna be Proud Of Us. We’re doing it — despite all the obstacles thrown in our path from insurance companies, government and all the other Big I Ams out there.

We rock. We really do. Big-time.

4 Comments so far

  1. Laurie (unregistered) on August 29th, 2006 @ 2:05 pm

    The 30th is my brother’s birthday.

    I plan on raking the pond so I can feed the

    fish and turtles some boiled crab shells.


  2. Brittany (unregistered) on August 30th, 2006 @ 9:41 am

    Hi my name is brittany i am 17 years old i wasnt in the hurricane because i left sunday at 8am but my family and i are suffering too even though we werent there it just that thats all we know as home i hope everybody do what they have to do to get new orleans up and running so that we can come back home i am tired of being in texas getting mistreated after katrina the government made a lot of us feel like they didnt care about and the question i have is why? they told us how much they cared about us and what they would do to make it a better place well why are you all not trying to get our home back together we feel misplaced and there is really no place like home so for once just help us out and please do what yall have to do to get everybody back home because there will never be another place we will call home!!!

  3. Craig (unregistered) on August 30th, 2006 @ 10:51 am

    Thanks for your heartfelt message. It means a lot.
    But please, while you’re in the much better Houston school district, try to focus on your punctuation.

  4. Jeanie Cooper (unregistered) on August 31st, 2006 @ 2:45 pm

    Iam so sorry for what has happend from the hurricane. and i hope you can all get back on your feet and and get back home there so you can be happy … i wish you all LUCK. from j. cooper

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