Hurricane Katrina Aftermath : 40,000 Missing, Rumours Of 10,000 Dead
Half Of United States Is Now Under 'Emergency Protective Measures' Declarations
50,000 US Military Deployed Across Five States

By Darryl Mason
"We will remove any...bureaucratic obstacles that may be preventing us from achieving our goals."
President Bush, September 6, 2005.
Thousands of US counties across fourteen States are today under FEMA/Homeland Security emergency protective measures in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.
In Louisiana, New Orleans has been destroyed and the capital city Baton Rouge is cracking under the pressure of having its population doubled by evacuees to one million in less than 24 hours.
One million Americans have abandoned their homes or are about to be forced out.
Dozens of towns and villages across an 80,000 square mile area lie in ruins. More than 350,000 houses, some two percent of all America’s free-standing homes, have been leveled or damaged by the hurricane, rains and flooding. A half million more homes remain without electricity or running water.
50,000 US National Guard, Army, Navy, Airforce, Special Forces and private Military contractors have been deployed across at least five states, concentrated on the Gulf coastline
Unspecified operations that were announced as taking weeks, on Saturday, have now been updated to months.
At least one deployment of National Guard due to leave for Iraq has now been redirected to the Gulf coastline.
Some 3000 National Guard stationed in Iraq and Afghanistan are now being brought home to search for family members, to recover possessions and to join the homeland deployments. The Green Zone in Iraq almost erupted into mutiny when footage of the devastation in their homeland was broadcast on televisions, the internet, on their telephones. There was no way to keep the images from the soldiers. The Guard demanded they be allowed to go home. The Pentagon could only say yes.
The world cannot believe what it is seeing.
How can this be America?
Cuba has offered 1500 doctors, some of the best in the world, and tons of medical supplies. Bush said no.
Syria, Iran and North Korea, the Axis Of Evil, have offered shiploads of aid and emergency rescue and recovery crews. Bush said no.
It seems like only days ago Pat Robertson was calling for Hugo Chavez to be killed, now Venezuela is offering free fuel and heating oil. Bush said no.
Afghanistan, Libya, Iraq, the Philippines, Malaysia, Vietnam, Sri Lanka, some of the poorest countries of the world are sending aid to the poorest people in America.
The US media is fracturing. They are scrambling to find another story, a bigger story, a distraction, a celebrity scandal to fill all the airtime now consumed by these fucking awful images of human misery. But this is the only story.
Newsreaders are breaking down, on the spot journalists roar with outrage and scream on air, websites and newspaper front pages are running large photos of American corpses, adults first, they won't show the dead children, yet.
The hysteria in the media and on the street is fermenting, thickening, taking shape, brewing up like another hurricane.
New Orleans has been the focus of near total media attention, but there are other stories of the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina that appear as bad right now, maybe even worse. Bodies are floating down the Mississippi.
In US states the size of European countries for mile after mile have been stripped clean of houses, apartment blocks, offices, police stations, shopping malls, highways, forests, amusement parks and schools.
Bodies are piled by the roadside and hang from trees where the winds dropped them, there’s not enough power to run the fridges and not enough morgues to hold all the corpses. New Orleans Mayor Nagin chokes as he tries to prepare his city for a death toll, he claims, may reach 10,000.
There is talk of funeral pyres, comments drift into news sites claiming body burnings have already begun. Nothing is confirmed, but the media runs with almost every bizarre story that reaches them.
An emotional assault of imagery of Americans destroyed fill every news channel.
We saw New Orleans, now we will see the rest.
In Mississippi state some 30 miles of the coastline is utterly devastated and 100,000 plus Americans pick through the ruins and scavenge on a daily basis to find food, clothing, baby supplies and fresh water. In some towns, there is no such thing as illegal looting anymore.
Massive tent cities, empty factories and closed military bases are being examined to serve as camps to house 1000,000 people, but they’re not open yet. The tent cities of Biloxi, Mississippi are still in planning stage.
Even if FEMA opens 'temporary' accommodation they don’t know if the homeless masses will relocate. Most want to stay where they are. They’ve seen the lives their fellow Americans are living in the shelters and camps they were bussed to and they’re terrified.
Football stadiums in three states house tens of thousands of people. They live and sleep in areas of only a few square feet. What they have now is smaller than a Guantanamo Bay cell.
But these people have no partitions, no curtains, no privacy. The lights are never turned off. They live under curfews, armed guards patrol amongst them, they can be arrested for drinking, they eat military rations, some already spoiled, supplemented by donated food. The military rations are running low. In some camps they’ve already been cut off. The military need for them for own ranks.
There is little work in the new communities of these displaced Americans and local schools can barely hold and educate the children already enrolled. Mental health specialists see disaster, mere weeks away, yet these stadiums could be their homes beyond Christmas.
Some of the homeless have found floor space in churches, mosques and synagogues. Whole families live in cars parked in suburban streets. The police can’t tell them to move on, there’s no petrol left in the vehicles' fuel tanks.
Two weeks ago most of these people had jobs, homes, beds, air-con, DVDs, wide screen televisions and hot showers. Now they have nothing. They carry their possessions in plastic shopping bags. They weren’t allowed to bring their trolleys and strollers on the buses.
The Red Cross shelters are overcrowded and infectious diseases are breaking out. Typhoid, TB, rumours of West Nile virus. Doctors fear outbreaks, they whisper of pandemics. Post traumatic stress disorder already runs rampant, children cry non-stop, parents tremble as they rock them, nightmares scream from the lips of those who can sleep, but most don’t sleep, they haven’t slept for more than week, not real sleep, and now they’re hallucinating, their bodies are breaking down.
In the streets of some of the towns that have taken in the new homeless, the shock of it all spreads like the flu. Locals want to be good Americans and look after their fellow Americans in this terrible time of need, but something is wrong. It’s all falling apart. It’s not supposed to be like this. There are streetfights between families in their white picket fence, flag draped towns. The supermarket shelves are emptying. People are attacking each other in lines for fuel or stealing it from each other’s cars.
Thousands who fled to the shelters and the perceived safety of larger communities are now returning, or trying to return, to their splintered homes.
"It’s safer here," they say. Those who can get past the armed checkpoints declare they won’t leave again, all they have now are their ruins and their guns.
Electricity and running water might be months away, they’ve been told. They cannot stay. There is nothing here, no power, no water, no shops, no jobs. But they don’t want to leave. And it’s the same in New Orleans, a few thousand remain, a few hundred with guns who said they will fight rather than go. The Army has said they will drag them out of their homes, if necessary.
"When I'm thinking about how we can help this part of the world," President Bush said when he toured the area for a few hours, "Mississippi is on my mind." He was in Mississippi. A food station was built in the storm-torn street before he arrived, it was manned and people were fed as he held a press conference. When Bush left the food station was dismantled.
But new food stations are opening up, though few are permanent. There are no buildings to house them. The stations open up shop in car parks, on corners, in suburban streets. The queues of desperate, hungry, bewildered Americans can stretch for half a mile. They are given a few bottles of water and two small boxes of food per family then sent away until tomorrow.
Some who have cars to drive to the food stations return to their flattened towns and share their meagre rations with other families. There’s already rules coming into play about the food and water. You can’t pick up for other families, you might be hoarding, there’s not enough to hoard. There’s not enough to go around in the first place.
The volunteers think the food people will be back tomorrow, but they’re not sure. It depends on the trucks that ship in the food and water. Six trucks are needed per town per town to get in the most basic necessities. Food can be shoved out of helicopters, but that can cause riots.
If the trucks stop coming, there will be no food, there will be no water.
Gas prices have almost doubled, but the prices don’t matter because the pumps are running dry in more and more towns.
President Bush said he wants to be back in Mississippi when the towns are opening up new stores and shopping malls, "in about two years." He wants to cut the ribbons.
In about two years?
William Bissell is a retired Airforce captain. He served in Third World countries. He looks around at what has become of his community, his town, his beloved Mississippi. “People were better off in some of those Third World countries,” he said.
He cannot believe that this is America.
"The federal government," said William Bissell, "they’re not here."
Military convoys full of troops and supplies rumble by, but few stop. The supplies are going to an Army base.
In New Orleans there are gun battles in the streets.
The police are handing in their badges. Others put their guns in their mouths and blow out their brains.
National Guardsmen are refusing to follow orders. Some of them have killed Iraqis, but they won't open fire on fellow Americans.
In the White House a cadre of vicious liars are plotting their next move. Desperation is setting in.
In the glittering office towers of Washington and New York, big business make plans and dream of a new New Orleans, without so many poor black people, once the bulldozers have finished their work.
There’s another hurricane on the way, but this once has been born in the cold hearts of greedy men.
This is a proud society in decline.
This is the world’s greatest superpower coming apart at the seams.
This is America, September, 2005.