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Waiting for a Bus in New Orleans

Waiting for a Bus in New Orleans


by Bill Quigley,
t r u t h o u t | Report

New Orleans - It's 4 p.m. August 30, 2008.

In the blazing midday sun, hot and thirsty children walk around bags of diapers and soft suitcases piled outside a locked community center in the Lower Ninth Ward. Military police in camouflage and local police in dark blue uniforms and sunglasses sit a few feet away in their cars. Moms and grandmas sit with the children and wait quietly. Everyone is waiting for a special city bus that will start them on their latest journey away from home.

Hundreds of buses are moving people away from the Gulf Coast. Hurricane Gustav is heading for the Louisiana coast, nearly three years to the day after Hurricane Katrina destroyed hundreds of thousands of homes across the Gulf Coast. Many now face mandatory evacuation. Dozens died in Haiti and the Dominican Republic after Gustav visited. After Katrina, few underestimate the potential of Gustav, now a Category 5 (out of a maximum of 5) storm.

Yesterday, marching brass bands led commemorations for those who died and those who lost so much in Katrina.

Today, Humvees crawl amid the thwack, thwack, thwack of plywood boards being nailed over windows.

Soldiers with long guns and police of all types are everywhere. Fifteen hundred police are on duty and at least that many National Guard are also here.

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One estimate says two million people may be displaced.

In the Lower Ninth, still no bus, even after a wait of over two hours. A mom clutching an infant walks up to the center with a small suitcase and adds another diaper bag to the pile. Children ask for water, but nothing is provided. An African-American nun named Sister Greta drives up with a few bags of ice and some water and paper cups. Everyone happily shares.

This is the first step of displacement. Those with cars drive away. Those without walk to a community center with their children and wait for a bus - the first of many buses they will take in their journey to who knows where. The bus that people are waiting for will take them to the train station where they'll get off the bus, be entered into computers, given bar code bracelets and put on other buses for a trip to public shelters in places such as Shreveport, Alexandria and Memphis.

New Orleans expects 30,000 people will need help evacuating.

Many waiting for this bus were in the Superdome when Katrina hit. One of the men shows a picture of himself on a bridge surrounded by floodwaters where hundreds waited for boats.

There are still big problems. A 311 call system for the disabled and seniors never functioned properly. It crashed and has been abandoned.

Though the wait for the bus is rough, this time appears to be a huge improvement. When Katrina hit, there were no buses and no way out of town for the 25 percent of people in the city who had no cars. As a result, nearly 100,000 were left behind. This time, the hospitals and nursing homes are emptying, the prisoners are already moved out, and there are buses to carry out tens of thousands. There are still big problems, but people do have a chance to get out.

Seniors worry about their Social Security checks, due the first of the month. Others worry about leaving behind pets. (One semi-rural area announced that each person getting on the buses could bring one pet - a dog or a cat - no roosters, no pigs). Others worry about the looming 24-hour curfews. St. Bernard Parish promises that persons who are out during curfew will be arrested and immediately transported to Angola, the Louisiana State Penitentiary.

Back at the community center, the bus finally pulls up. No one complains that it is late. Holding bags and children, people line up quietly in the sun to climb into their first bus. A blind man is guided into the bus. Little kids pull smaller children. Forty-three get on the bus. There are three nine-year-old children, one seven-year-old, one six, four three-year-olds, three one-year-olds. One infant is 11 months; there is a three-month-old and a couple of early teenagers. All the moms and grandmas and kids and bags and diapers make it onto the bus and it pulls away.

Across the Gulf Coast, another journey starts.

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Bill is a human rights lawyer at Loyola University New Orleans and can be reached at quigley77@gmail.com.

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