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Gustav’s Good, Bad and Ugly

Posted on September 10, 2008 by Varg

See also: Celcus

Update: In regards to Southern Scrap below, please read this, it is apparently, quite ugly indeed.

The Good

PBJ – Though despised by much of the blogoshere, Jindel’s robot routine actually provided a soothing, systematic voice throughout.

Forecasters – They were pretty much on the money with much of the predictions, as evidenced by this amazingly accurate 6-day forecast after Ze German left Haiti.

Local News – No, not Nola.com, the radio and TV stations: WWL, WDSU, WGNO, WVUE and all the radio stations that stayed on the air, particularly Garland Robinette and Eric Asher. Also, whoever Matt Witherspoon is, you rule for putting together the local news aggregation.

The Bad

‘Straight to Angola’ order – Not because it was ever uttered in the first place but because it was just another example of flaccid city government. Though many attempts at looting were reported, there haven’t been any articles about the ‘straight to Angola’ order actually being enforced.

CNN – Though they can generally be relied on to provide decent footage, (This is) CNN was outpaced by the locals at that as well. Reports from Canal st, vague descriptions of where other reports were from, very little coverage of where the shit was actually hitting the fan – That was what one got from them. There was a ton of footage of the water lapping against the Industrial Canal, as if they were just waiting for it to burst so they could be there to catch it. Of course, they couldn’t wait after a while so they just reported it had breached after a spurt equivalent to a water hose began squirting through. I guess it is technically a breach but one normally thinks of this when they hear the word, rather than something the reporter himself could have fixed by simply putting his finger in the dike (sound).

Evacuation and Reentry – Though it is getting better, evacuation don’t seem quite there yet. The closing of I-10 in Mississippi was a disaster fro anyone moving east away from the storm and merged them in denser traffic in a direction they weren’t going. Also, there is the simple fact that Baton Rouge was thought of by many as a closer, safer haven even though it was 25 miles closer to the path of storm than New Orleans. As for reentry, it’s mostly spoke of in detail here.

The Ugly

Ray Nagin – A text book example of how not to handle a disaster. His hysterics during Katrina were appreciated because, at the time, hysterics were called for. Hysterics based on speculation of a storm’s possibly strength and landfall only made him look impotent after the storm simply knocked out power in his city. Then there was the botched reentry and his unwillingness to simply change the plan after other local governments didn’t back him up and the citizens voiced their outrage. Instead, he kept with the plan and chose not to enforce it so he could save face. It would have taken integrity to simply take action and alter the plan rather than being passive aggressive and not enforcing it. This makes him look like he has no power whatsoever. The refusal to enforce his own rules hurts him, kind of like that “Angola” thing above.

Southern Scrap – Few had ever heard of them before Gustav and now they are reviled by all. Really? 70 ships?

Democrats – As the two-party system becomes more and more asinine, it is shit like this and other bullshit that accentuates the notion that there really is no one on South Louisiana’s side in this whole debacle of shrinking coast and looming peril. Who cares about Houma right? Just so long as it plays well politically? During Katrina, Bush wasn’t doing shit but, where were the rest of you?

1 thought on “Gustav’s Good, Bad and Ugly”

  1. celcus says:
    September 11, 2008 at 7:30 am

    I did not include the NHC forecasters, but you are right, they have been dead on this year (relativity speaking).

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I say that a lot. I sign many pieces with it. I do this because I believe our lives are a true happenstance. A brilliant occurence from nothingness. We are so rare. We are so unlikely. And simply being born isn’t enough. From there we must survive, endure. So each morning, after our Sun departs and is reborn again. Please, for the sake of your ancestors and the Universe in general, hoist that cup of joe up and say, “Rejoice.”

Ours is a soulful existence. No matter how many McMansions, polyester fabrics, auto-tunes, modified foods and social networks we surround ourselves with, we are all still native, passionate beings made of ancient matter. We are organic and we have soul.

Wood also has a warm, soulful quality. Wood has a memory. It retains smells, traumas, events. It even has a calendar. This is why I have chosen it as my medium, for its old soul. I like to think the wood in my work is in its third incarnation. First a tree, then a home and now art. If you have a room that needs a little soul, get a piece. A room can never have enough soul.

My inspiration and subject matter comes from many sources, among them: Humanism, old ballads, trickster tales, flora and fauna, science, myths and folklore, stringed instruments, brass bands, amber spirits, lady vocalists, general relativity and quantum mechanics. Some of my pieces are there just to make a short, simple statement about what’s important in life. Some are more diffuse and abstract in meaning. A personal drama, an enduring line from a poem or novel, a poignant song lyric, the legacy of an important person, a fleeting thought … these are the subjects of my art.

I use hearts often because they are a very abstract way of depicting the human soul without also employing the very subjective human form. The symbolic heart is an apt representation for a person’s experience and essence. A body can immediatly conjure happiness, sorrow, youth, age, anger, bliss. These emotions can get in the way. Sometimes it’s simply about the experience.

I am the son of a sailor and a social worker, the grandson of a gypsy, a dancer and a nurse. I spent my youth moving from port city to port city, watching a lot of road go by and reading World Book Encyclopedia. After my parents settled down on the Gulf Coast, I was a miscreant youth, destroying cars and taking the wrongs things too seriously and the right things not serious enough. Eventually I began replacing my imagination with experience.

I will use any salvaged wood but prefer swamp cypress and longleaf heartwood pine.

I despise waste. Particularly the waste of organic matter. Trees are magnificent. They were here before we arrived and they’ll be around after we are gone. I’m making an effort to save as much wood as possible. Creating art is fun too. But beyond communicating with folks, but beyond making money ad providing for myself, beyond rescuing flooded parts, beyond reveling in the ethereal aroma of heartpine that hasn’t seen the light of day in 400 years, beyond all that, I am trying to make a simple comment on waste.

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