Requiem for New Orleans
Liz over at Library Tavern had some of the lyrics to Guthrie's "City of New Orleans" on a Thursday post and I was surprised at how right the melancholy song felt in the context of Hurricane Katrina.
Tonight on the news I listened to a municipal city planner discuss the future of New Orleans and she didn't seem to think it'd be a huge problem to return the city to being a viable living space once again. She did however qualify her words with the observation that city planners in general, and herself specifically, were by nature very optimistic. Well, I'm not optimistic. This might well be the death knell for New Orleans. It's been a long time since a city has been abandoned here in the US but the time might have arrived once again.
It's a scary thought to contemplate since so many hopes, dreams, and money are tied up in any living space--and New Orleans has overtones on a number of levels that raises it above being a mere city. It's an iconic presense in many ways. Dixieland Jazz, the Hurricane--a tumbler full of joy, Cajun food, Marti Gras, Tulane University, Bourbon Street and the French Quarter, and even Anne Rice.
While I'm not optimistic, I do hope I'm wrong.
Tonight on the news I listened to a municipal city planner discuss the future of New Orleans and she didn't seem to think it'd be a huge problem to return the city to being a viable living space once again. She did however qualify her words with the observation that city planners in general, and herself specifically, were by nature very optimistic. Well, I'm not optimistic. This might well be the death knell for New Orleans. It's been a long time since a city has been abandoned here in the US but the time might have arrived once again.
It's a scary thought to contemplate since so many hopes, dreams, and money are tied up in any living space--and New Orleans has overtones on a number of levels that raises it above being a mere city. It's an iconic presense in many ways. Dixieland Jazz, the Hurricane--a tumbler full of joy, Cajun food, Marti Gras, Tulane University, Bourbon Street and the French Quarter, and even Anne Rice.
While I'm not optimistic, I do hope I'm wrong.
Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Comments
Michele sent me.
There are a lot of things to consider, but this is an example of how insecure some places in America are. New Orleans would have been an ideal target for terrorism. It doesn't seem that it would've take much to blow up the levees and flood the city at any point and throwing the whole country into a tailspin over it.
So, I'm not sure that spending billions rebuilding an insecure city would be my choice. Perhaps spending billions relocating the city might make more sense. Not that I don't think that what is salvagable should be saved or restored -- it's history. Since NO is a tourist town anyway, it could be a government landmark.