Katrina Redux
As I have family in Louisiana, I paid a lot of attention to Katrina. By the middle of the week, it was all everyone was talking about, how badly [Bush/Nagin/congress--choose your political preference] had failed. Every time I tried to turn attention towards doing something (say, donating to Red Cross), I'd find my words falling on deaf ears, as they all seemed more interested in using the situation in their political arguments rather than doing something about it.
Anyway, I've known for a while that the situation, while bad, wasn't as terrible as the news media made it out to be, and I'm always interested in reporting which gives a more balanced view of events. This report from Real Clear Politics demonstrates once again why bloggers do better than the MSM every time:
Now why didn't we hear about this when it happened?
Anyway, I've known for a while that the situation, while bad, wasn't as terrible as the news media made it out to be, and I'm always interested in reporting which gives a more balanced view of events. This report from Real Clear Politics demonstrates once again why bloggers do better than the MSM every time:
Remember the dozens, maybe hundreds, of rapes, murders, stabbings and deaths resulting from official neglect at the Superdome after Hurricane Katrina? The ones that never happened, as even the national media later admitted?
Sure, we all remember the original reporting, if not the back-pedaling.
Here's another one: Do you remember the dramatic TV footage of National Guard helicopters landing at the Superdome as soon as Katrina passed, dropping off tens of thousands saved from certain death? The corpsmen running with stretchers, in an echo of M*A*S*H, carrying the survivors to ambulances and the medical center? About how the operation, which also included the Coast Guard, regular military units, and local first responders, continued for more than a week?
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Me neither. Except that it did happen, and got at best an occasional, parenthetical mention in the national media. The National Guard had its headquarters for Katrina, not just a few peacekeeping troops, in what the media portrayed as the pit of Hell. Hell was one of the safest places to be in New Orleans, smelly as it was. The situation was always under control, not surprisingly because the people in control were always there.
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Except for the Coast Guard's brilliant performance, which saved up to 30,000 lives, most of the rescue operation was run by local National Guard middle management, combat tested in Iraq, accustomed to hardship, and intimately familiar with the city. (In fact, as I previously reported, Guard members rescued other Guard members, who then reported for flight duty.) The junior officers munched the same unappetizing but adequate rations as everyone else at the Dome. They were struggling to catch a few winks when they could in the garage level under the LZ, with concrete chips raining down on them when the Chinooks landed and rattled the decking.
Like everyone except the TV anchors, they squatted to do their business in the nearest stairwell. "You just walked down the steps, and when you hit water, there you were," Major Dressler recalls fondly. "We had a little boy's stairwell, and a little girl's stairwell."
They were, in other words, on the scene, and they knew exactly the grotesqueries in the Dome and in the rest of the city. The priorities were search, rescue and lifesaving, not the comfort level of survivors they rescued who they knew would survive somehow if they sorted out the sick from the healthy. It looked brutal on TV, but it was effective, giving a whole new meaning to that venerable military cliché "quick and dirty."
Now why didn't we hear about this when it happened?




