Darwin Calling on New Orleans
So I was just reading on a message board about a group of people in New Orleans who are planning on defying the mandatory evacuation to have a hurricane party, in which they drink beer, wait it and, presumably, die.
I'm sure the dying part isn't in their plans because, you know, twentysomething college kids are infuckingvincible, man.
What a bunch of idiots. Seriously. This is like seeing a live wire on the ground and saying "Duhhh, I wonder what will happen if I touch it?"
You lose. Gene pool gets a little cleaner. Adios, assholes.
[I do remember hearing a story about a hurricane party during Camille, in which all the partiers but one died]
I feel bad for the tourists who are straned in the city and can't get hotel rooms that are at least three floors high. Sure, you can cram everyone into the Superdome (when was the last time that place saw full capacity?) but they're calling for a 28 wall of water to come crashing down on the city. The Superdome is going to look like Atlantis, no?
Then there's people like this:
In the French Quarter, the revelers, street musicians, tarot card readers and fortune tellers carried on like it was any other Saturday.
``I'll be here tomorrow, I'm not leaving,'' said trombonist Eddie ``Doc'' Lewis. ``I've been through typhoons, monsoons, tornadoes, hurricanes and every other phoon, soon or storm. I'm not worried.''
Down the street, psychic Jackie Wilson waited for customers at a card table, advertising ``Free sample readings.''``I'm not leaving, we live in a 100-year-old building a block away,'' she said. ``It's survived all that time. But I tell you, this is ground-X right here. This storm is heading right for us. Get ready.'
Ok, then. You're just stupid.
You want to know what a category five hurricane does?
Would YOU hang around for that? Hell, even if I were Jim Cantore and being paid the big bucks to stick around, I wouldn't.
Good luck to everyone in New Orleans. Get the hell out and stay safe.
Read this article on the potential effect of a hurricane striking NO.
"A couple of days ago," explains Maestri, "We actually had an exercise where we brought a fictitious Category Five Hurricane into the metropolitan area." When the computer models showed Walter Maestri what would happen after a hurricane hit New Orleans, he wrote big letters on the map: "KYAGB—kiss your ass good bye." Photo: William Brangham/NOW with Bill Moyers
The map is covered with arrows and swirls in erasable marker. They show how the fictitious hurricane crossed Key West and then smacked into New Orleans.
When the computer models showed Maestri what would happen next, he wrote big letters on the map, all in capitals."KYAGB—kiss your ass good bye," reads Maestri.
"Because," says Maestri, "anyone who was here when that storm came across was gone—it was body-bag time. We think 40,000 people could lose their lives in the metropolitan area."
Here's hoping for the best for the residents of New Orleans. And here's hoping the hurricane partiers wise up before it's too late.
That is one frightening image.
This post is still getting a lot of hits/comments. Please not this was written before the hurricane struck. Please go to the "main" link at the top of the page and scroll down for links to stories about good news coming out of the area and ways you can help.