Remembering Great Times: New Orleans Part 1
Witnessing the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina on the Gulf Coast leaves me feeling very sick for my country. There is a certain charm in that thick southern air in New Orleans that I haven’t experienced anywhere else in my life. The town will find its way back because nothing can kill such a spirit. The people there have gone through so much over the past several hundred years and still manage to be happy, so there’s no reason to believe they won’t again.
With that said, I can’t believe the destruction that the storm brought to the city. Yes there were concerns about the levees’ ability to withstand such a hurricane for years and yes the people were ordered to evacuate but it is just surreal to see such an incredible city under water. Some of my life’s best memories took place in Cajun country. This past week’s events have made me treasure those memories ever more so.
The saddest part of this ordeal is that we have 100,000 plus troops stationed in a region that doesn’t want our help nor is relevant to most of us, and yet we can’t get adequate support to one of the poorest regions in our country. It’s pathetic. I can’t help but think it’s about economic racism aka. greed. Comparatively speaking, my life is a lot easier than a lot of others so my family has donated to the Red Cross for relief efforts along with 10% of the proceeds from my most recent licensed image.
With that said, I can’t believe the destruction that the storm brought to the city. Yes there were concerns about the levees’ ability to withstand such a hurricane for years and yes the people were ordered to evacuate but it is just surreal to see such an incredible city under water. Some of my life’s best memories took place in Cajun country. This past week’s events have made me treasure those memories ever more so.
The saddest part of this ordeal is that we have 100,000 plus troops stationed in a region that doesn’t want our help nor is relevant to most of us, and yet we can’t get adequate support to one of the poorest regions in our country. It’s pathetic. I can’t help but think it’s about economic racism aka. greed. Comparatively speaking, my life is a lot easier than a lot of others so my family has donated to the Red Cross for relief efforts along with 10% of the proceeds from my most recent licensed image.
Labels: New Orleans, personal
posted by Richard @ 8:49 PM
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Richard Wong Photography: Image Boutique
4 Comments:
Great to hear you're showing your support for the aid. It's crazy what happened over there. I suppose this hurricane will be remembered in American history just like the San Francisco earthquake of 1906. Great image too.
Hey by the way, you should check out my friend's new blog if you haven't. he's got some funny stories of what goes on in our art department. He's a fellow designer here where i work. Check out his articles entitled "Space".
http://arthuradesign.blogspot.com/
Thanks for the compliment. Your co-worker has some interesting stories.
From someone who lives in New Orleans we appreciate the fact that people around the country realize that we are still struggling to reover. Goodwill towards our city is always welcome.
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