Friday, September 02, 2005

Hanging in There

At 10:41 PM on Blog for America, Tara Liloia posted Hanging in There

Though President Bush attempted to reassure the American people that help had arrived today, the situation in Louisiana is not improving quickly. More than 10,000 people are feared dead as survivors of Hurricane Katrina wait out their fourth day in the city waiting for rescue.

At Charity Hospital, New Orleans' largest public hospital, the staff coped with the food and water shortage by giving each other intravenous drips of sugar solutions just to stay alive to care for their patients.

Read the rest here.

Thank you to Oscar for posting the first couple entries today while my home internet access was down. When I finally was able to post an entry at 5:30 p.m., I took the opportunity to post a lot of links to good articles and diaries, so I really do recommend checking out that entry if you haven't done so yet.

And finally, some thoughts here about a minister in New Orleans who believes all of the destruction is some sort of divine punishment for a wicked, sinful city. Wow.


  1. Our Shadow President, Howard Dean, is first.

  2. You said it jc ;)

    I've really appreciated your posts today. Bless you

  3. denise ~~ I assume your meeting in NO won't happen. What are they going to do with it?

  4. Hi puddle,

    It's being moved to Dallas, and I really had to scramble today to get everyone moved over to the new hotel. The Hyatt was supposed to do it automatically, but I think that the Dallas Hyatt is smaller, so it was like musical hotel rooms. New sales reps being assigned as well, so it's a bit of a mess, but not too bad.

    It's the big hematology meeting that is screwed - glad that's not one of mine :)

  5. Just thought I'd share a little bit about Larkin, the puppy my mom raised for Canine Companions for Independence, and turned in for advanced training last month. Here's some of the update my mom just passed along...
    I got the call today about how Larkin has done in advanced training during his first 2.5 weeks in OH. Overall, the trainers are cautiously optimistic about his future success. They said they'd probably classify him as a somewhat soft dog, which can be a good thing as long as he doesn't become too soft.

    During his first set of temperament testing exercises, Larkin showed some slightly fearful behaviors. For example, when they brought him into a room where the trainer had placed a huge stuffed lion with staring eyes, he was very cautious and tried to ignore it rather than investigate. During a play session with about 8 other dogs and some toys placed in the middle of the room, Larkin chose to visit with one of the humans standing around the perimeter of the room. When that person ignored him, he tried to hang out with someone else. However, when he's in the play yard with other dogs, he does play, so it just seems that he prefers humans, which can be a good thing. On the other hand, he seems to be showing a little insecurity as well. Hopefully, he'll become more secure as he settles in and they begin to give him more direction.
    Finally, next on Larkin's agenda will be to get down to business with his formal training. First, they will review the formal commands that he learned while he was with me and fine-tune them where necessary. Then they'll begin to introduce all of the advanced training commands that he'll need to master if he manages to become a service dog.

    Please keep sending good thoughts.

  6. Prayers that Larkin finds his inner helper-bee. And blessings, once again on your Mom. Do keep us updated. ♥s

  7. Mardi Gras next year? Gonna be so sad. Sorry, I'm crying. Mardi Gras is really the least of it, isn't it?

  8. Awww puddle...don't feel bad. I'm wondering if there can even be a Mardi Gras for awhile.

    Today I thought about how now I won't be able to enjoy the Jazz & Heritage Fest when I was to be there next May. Then I felt selfish and put it out of my mind.

    Today I was lookin in my cupboard and I saw the red can of French Market chicory coffee. I made a note to go to the store tomorrow to buy a couple of more cans.

    So many traditions wiped out by rain and wind. I wonder how those antique shops on Royal Street fared with the looters.

    I wonder if I'll ever be able to listen to Royal Orleans by Led Zeppelin again and wonder how that lovely hotel is faring.

  9. I was always going to go to Mardi Gras next year. . . I always read Ash Wednesday that night. Wierd personal rituals, eh?

    Life is odd, where/how it leads you. Edwin went to Tulane, and as a consequence ended up with MLK in Missippi and Alabama.

  10. Okay, I *was* in bed, but I took one more peek at this blog and saw that there were two new pieces of comment spam. Geez, I hate that stuff. I had already shut down my computer, but fortunately Demetrius hadn't shut down his. Really would have bugged me *not* to get out of bed, and to know that garbage was sitting there all night.

    Hopefully I will be able to get more helpers who can zap those things for me, but in the meantime I just wanted to mention that, yes, I *am* aware that there are obnoxious little bots posting total non-sequiters--always with a couple hyperlinks included--on this blog. And I make them go away as soon as I can.

    'Night everybody.

  11. Feel flattered. I haven't got any yet. Must be volume. . . .

  12. When you can't sleep, make bumper stickers:

    New Orleans says, "Throw me something, Mister President!"

    Click for graphics you can download and print yourself

  13. Good morning shadowblog,

    Puddle, just wanted to say that I don't think New Orleans was destroyed by wind and rain, but by criminal negligence and incompetence of the Bush administration. This possibility was really well known. I remember after Hurricane Andrew, 1992, it was discussed on CSPAN that if Andrew had gone on to a direct hit of Tampa and then New Orleans, the insurance industry would have been wiped out completely. There are a number of documentary programs on file which have been aired and I have seen, that predict as inevitable if not prepared for, the very thing that has now happened to New Orleans on Dubya's watch.

  14. Sorry, puddle. Guess I was actually responding to Denise!
    Well, hello and goodbye. I have to get moving and get some things done.