The Blame Game

As a New Orleans resident, I've followed the political fallout from Katrina very closely. I've talked with other evacuees, read dozens of blogs and watched countless hours of news.

I’ve just about seen and heard it all, but the only thing that I've learned is that no one seems to understand what really is going on.

Everyone, from what I gather, wants to put the blame on one person or entity, either in an attempt to put it on someone that they don't like, or to shift it from someone that they do. Everyone's looking for that one easy person or entity that can shoulder all of the blame and be the scapegoat for all of the misery. Unfortunately, they're all dead wrong, even as their facts are dead right.

Some want to blame President Bush. After all, he's the one who loaded up FEMA with campaign contributors and friends that had no disaster experience. He's the one who didn't take off from his vacation until three days after the hurricane hit and he's the one who took funds away from the project to strengthen New Orleans' levees in order to fund the Iraq war.

Some want to blame the Louisiana state government. Kathleen Blanco, the governor of Louisiana, did wait nearly a week to ask for Military help, didn't effectively mobilize the Louisiana National Guard until after everything went sour and didn't get troops into the city until several days after the flooding started.

Finally, others still want to blame local politicians. It was Mayor Ray Nagin, after all, who waited until the last possible second to order the mandatory evacuation and offered substandard aid to the poor who needed help evacuating. Also, it was local corruption that siphoned off much of the funds intended to upgrade and repair the levees protecting the city.

But the truth is, despite all of the sound bytes, that this wasn't a failure of one single entity. Everyone, from the President all the way down to the city council, failed to do their job. What happened in New Orleans wasn't a mistake by one person or entity, but a massive failure across local, state and federal lines.

Rather than trying to cast blame or turn this into some kind of political advantage, we need to be addressing the fundamental questions that this raises. Namely, what do we, as citizens of the United States, expect our government to do for us and why is it that our government failed to do it. These are difficult questions that cut straight to the very core of our system of government and the structure of it. They aren't easy and there are no simple answers.

Because one thing that we all seem to agree on, right left, libertarian, authoritarian and centrist alike, is that the government has a role to protect citizens from one another, foreign nations and natural disasters. It's shameful that our response to the tsunami in Indonesia was quicker than the response to a disaster on our own soil. Though masters of saving the world and the veritable police force of the known universe, we falter when an easily predicted disaster happens on our own shores.

No, this disaster wasn't preventable, but it was predictable. The residents of New Orleans were well aware of the possibility and volumes have been written on it in various government disaster planning guides. No one can say that they didn't see it coming and much could have been done years ago to stop some of the worst elements of it.

Even if one argues that there was no means of shoring up the levees or working to actually stop the flood, there's no doubt that there was several days warning that the hurricane was going to hit and that much of the infrastructure needed to recover from such a disaster could have been in place beforehand. After all, we shouldn't have to wait days for food, soldiers and transportation to get to the area. Not when nature gave 72 hours advance notice to start with.

The fact that our government, on every level, could drop the ball so thoroughly shouldn't send us seeking out a scapegoat, but rather, it should shake our faith in the system we pledge allegiance to. When a government can't protect its own people, it is impotent. There is no nice way to say it.

My sincerest hope is that, out of this tragedy, a new conversation will arise about what we expect from our government and how we can best achieve it. I seriously hope that major restructuring, not just the bureaucratic kind, is on the way.

Clearly things need to change and it's painfully obvious that the people responsible for what happened aren't the ones to make the changes. Only we, the citizens can do that.

It's time to demand more from our government and put its focus back where it belongs. We've spent too long protecting the world so now we can't protect our own citizens. It's a hard lesson to learn, but it's one now painted in the misery following Katrina.

The Darkest Hours

There are times when the world is just too much. When fate, fortune and the will of man all turn against us and the deck is simply stacked too deep for us to come out ahead. These are times when a stiff upper lip and a drive to push on simply aren’t enough. These are times of desperation, of hopelessness and of isolation.

Many turn to their faith, hoping and praying for relief, others reflect within, searching for answers within themselves when none can be found in the world around them. But no matter where you turn or where you look, you always learn about yourself and, in that small regard, our darkest times can be turned into our most valuable asset.

For when we’re just going about our lives, we’re practically standing still. We’re not changing or making any effort to improve, we’re simply drifting. With shifts happening over months and years and little idea where we’re going, just a vague idea of where we’ve been, we learn nothing and grow little.

The moments that move us not only change us, but show us the direction that we’re heading. For the first times in our lives, we see who we really are, what we’re becoming and are given the power to change it. Through the tears, pain and loss comes a sense of opportunity, a chance to rebuild, to improve and to grow.

In the long run, we are defined more by our dark times than the times we were just surviving. Our darkest hours are the ones that cast the sharpest contrast on our life, change us the most and make us who we are.

Though that doesn’t reduce the sting of those times when we’re in the thick of them, nor is it meant to, it means that there is always hope, a chance for a brighter future and better days. For no destruction takes place without presenting and opportunity for recreation and no dark times can pass without providing valuable lessons and a chance to become something stronger.

So yes, right now we need to cry our tears and mourn our losses. Yes, we need to deal with the tragedies that have surrounded us and cope the best that we can. But through it all, we must remember that the future is being written today, even as history is being destroyed.

Finally, we must remember that when we emerge from these times, no matter when that is, we’ll all be changed people, wiser, stronger and with a new understanding of who we are. We must use that to work toward creating a better future, a greater tomorrow.

That’s the only way to ensure that what was lost hasn’t perished in vain and the only way to paint a picture of our lives defined not by the darkest hours, but by the lessons learned from them.




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