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Hard to think about anything except the hurricane. Although it's not the worst hurricane ever, it's huge and horribly powerful. I can't imagine 20 foot waves on top of a 20 foot surge.
It's hard to be thankful about anything that happens--I love Biloxi, too, and remember the huge destruction after Camille. This will probably be even worse. I am hoping so much that everyone down there will survive this OK, and that the coast and the towns won't be too destroyed.
And yet the possibility that New Orleans would be destroyed was so overwhelmingly scary that I'm glad (how can you be glad?) the storm seems to be going a little east, and truly, many more people would have been killed if the worst part had hit NO. Of course we still don't know if the levees will hold the lake.
New Orleans gives something to our concept of ourselves as a country that would be hideously unthinkable to lose. Not just music and food, but a sense of being free to have fun mixed with the danger and mystery of the past. I never had a bad time in New Orleans (though I have had some hangovers), never went to bed early, never ate bad food, never got bored or lonely. But it's the idea of New Orleans, the dark side that glitters, that we love.
Let the good times roll, forever.
It's hard to be thankful about anything that happens--I love Biloxi, too, and remember the huge destruction after Camille. This will probably be even worse. I am hoping so much that everyone down there will survive this OK, and that the coast and the towns won't be too destroyed.
And yet the possibility that New Orleans would be destroyed was so overwhelmingly scary that I'm glad (how can you be glad?) the storm seems to be going a little east, and truly, many more people would have been killed if the worst part had hit NO. Of course we still don't know if the levees will hold the lake.
New Orleans gives something to our concept of ourselves as a country that would be hideously unthinkable to lose. Not just music and food, but a sense of being free to have fun mixed with the danger and mystery of the past. I never had a bad time in New Orleans (though I have had some hangovers), never went to bed early, never ate bad food, never got bored or lonely. But it's the idea of New Orleans, the dark side that glitters, that we love.
Let the good times roll, forever.
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