I am enraged at the President of the United States. I
am a 23 year old female and currently reside on the
Eastern Shore of Maryland, having come from a family
that has served it?s country proudly both in civil
service and in the military. I work as a suicide
hotline operator at a local agency in the town of
Salisbury. While I do not consider myself one of
political advocacy or radicality I feel that something
must be said of the nation?s continual unravelling. I
have planted my feet and remained unspoken at the
events since 9/11 - events that I had found myself
periodically doing body recovery as a rescue swimmer
aboard a 110 ft. Patrol Cutter for during my time in
the military. Events that I wanted to speak out about,
but found no common ground or driving force to do so.
Now I have found an important reason from which to
further educate those around me that have no means, or
are plainly ignorant to the foundations of our rotting
American values.
I was born in the town of Slidell, Louisiana.
(Which has been barely covered by the news with the
exception of minor mentions) Many times while working
the various odd jobs after serving a 2 year stint in
the United States Coast Guard I would be questioned as
to where I was from. With the familiar age old reply
of ?Say that again?? or, ?Where on earth is that?? I
would smile and reply ?30 miles from the French
Quarter in downtown New Orleans.? Occasionally I would
even come across folks from Slidell itself, who would
smile at my services and always reply to my questions
with a ?M?aam? at the end of every sentence. They were
courteous, and always engagingly charismatic. This is
not to say that everyone from the state who?s motto is
?Anything Goes? is a perfect saint. Those from the
state of Louisiana are just like any other: average
Americans striving to make ends meet and create a
worthy life for themselves and their family.
Several days ago, Hurrican Katrina wiped out over
85% of my hometown, and currently 80% of the city of
New Orleans is sitting underwater. While Americans are
sitting at home, tuning in to CNN and wondering how
such an atrocity could have occured - there are those
of us that call up memories of certain articles
predicting just such a disaster. The Times-Picayune
reports on August 31st:
In early 2004, as the cost of the conflict in Iraq
soared, President Bush proposed spending less than 20
percent of what the Corps said was needed for Lake
Pontchartrain, according to a Feb. 16, 2004, article,
in New Orleans CityBusiness.
Also that June, with the 2004 hurricane season
starting, the Corps? project manager Al Naomi went
before a local agency, the East Jefferson Levee
Authority, and essentially begged for $2 million for
urgent work that Washington was now unable to pay for.
In a nation so concerned with military response
and activity overseas, we can now only hope that a
city steeped rich in history and welcoming tourism
will not ultimately lie in ruins. The New Orleans
depicted in travel brochures, movies and even the
popular Mardis Gras draw will undoubtedly no longer
have it?s strangely inviting wonder and beauty.
The question that I pose to others who cannot
fathom an intimate understanding of such an obscenely
large grief is this: ?Could you begin to describe your
feelings if the city of your birth was taken off the
map by a disaster that could have been aided through
funding that was severed in favor of an overseas war
with no end in the near future??
Tomorrow afternoon I will visit my local chapter
of the Red Cross and insist on being sent to Louisiana
to help aid victims and lend my military training for
relief, albeit small. I urge all of you who care about
American freedom and security to aid in your own way,
however small.