and I don’t want to swim.

CNN.com: Study finds rapid pre-Katrina sinking in New Orleans Certain parts of New Orleans subsided more rapidly than predicted, i.e. more than one inch per year, over the last four years, contributing to localized levee failure after last year’s Hurricane Katrina.

“What we found is that some of the levee failure in New Orleans were places where subsidence was highest,” University of Miami professor Tim Dixon* said in a news release from the school. “These levees were built over 40 years ago, and in some cases, the ground had subsided a minimum of 3 feet which probably put them lower than their design level.”

Scientists made the measurements by studying more than 100,000 images taken by a Canadian satellite monitoring the wetlands around New Orleans … [they] did not know about the images until after Katrina.

No one predicted levee failure of this magnitude before the storm and assumed they would hold despite increasing subsidence rates.  Do these scientists now care to tell us where else levees are at risk, or should we just assume that all New Orleanian canal levees are unfit for human reliance?

… some places, including the Lakeview and Kenner areas, would continue to sink about an inch per year over the next 10 years but that the average would be a fraction of that.

“We need to think long term, think of what will happen in the city in 50 or 100 years,” [study co-author Shimon Wdowinski] said. “Some areas will continue to subside, the sea level will continue to rise. Places like the Lower Ninth Ward will be 10 feet below sea level.”

“Pervasively flawed” levees built on the accelerating subsidence of organic-rich sediment.  Crumbling wafers on melting icecream.  Hark, what news through yonder window bleats?  Why, flood barriers are mostly back to strength, say the Army Corps of Engineers.  And what more?

If another Katrina hit, the levees aren’t magic,” said Col. Lewis Setliff III, commander of Task Force Guardian, the corps team making the repairs. “They are built to a certain height, and if you have a storm surge that exceeds that, you would have overtopping and you would have flooding in traditional low-lying areas in New Orleans. But what we are going to do is prevent the catastrophic failure of these levees and floodwalls.”

You hear that?  The levees are not held up by binding spells, but the corps will magically prevent the catastrophic failure of our levees and floodwalls.  Recall these words come the end of hurricane season.

*who, incidentally, performs research close to my heart

May 31, 2006Tropical Depression Aletta just left Mexico.  She couldn’t wait until June, the beast.  We are not amused.  It’s not Alberto, not just yet.  Also, I’m FINALLY back in New Orleans, right in time for Cowboy Mouth at Lafayette Square this evening.

May 30, 2006 – Still breathing Midwestern air until tomorrow morning, courtesy of United Airlines whose no-fly excuses today included “Chicago weather” and “indefinite delay due to mechanical difficulties.”  Heading for bed a few minutes ago, my brother said, “Nothing personal, but I don’t want to see you again for a while.”  Seriously, how many times can one family drop off their New Orleans-bound girl at the airport only to have to turn around and pick her up again?  Can a company be taken to small claims court while in bankruptcy?

Thanks to United Airlines, not only did I leave New Orleans for the Midwest 1.5 days later than originally intended, but also was forced to stay up here for another 24 hours due to extended Wheels Up time in stormy Chicago. While I am inclined to believe the offered explanation, United and Chicago O’Hare doth a bad combination make. American and Continental took off for the same destinations and on time; why not us? Come on, folks, here’s some Dramamine, let’s go! Damn the rain, I’m flying.

You know you’re an adult when airplane travel no longer provides happiness, much less glee.

This isn’t simply about the expenditure of long hours waiting as a standby passenger or missing work. While these are two exceptionally awful time-wasters, they only increase my days away from New Orleans. I’ve a city to go back to. Yet, I have a car to tune up, provisions to purchase, friends to spend time and coordinate with, hurricanes to watch for, evacuation calls to deride. Every moment back home is now precious.

The blog was quiet for the past few days while I visited with and traipsed around Amish country with my parents (read: more labor than computer geeks are accustomed to). But, that wasn’t the only reason for the silence. This was the last weekend before the next hurricane season. The irrational fear (as opposed to the rational kind) sets in. I know:

  • Chill, be cool, breathe. Don’t create an emotional hurricane in lieu of a real one. Apologies, but the anxiety has risen over the past year, for obvious reasons.
  • I am a scientist. I should think like one. Before Ivan, there were no large-scale evacuations for at least 20 years. Again, what are the odds of the recurrence of a Katrina with multiple levee failure, social discombobulation and all? The scientific job description, fortunately or otherwise, does not include “devoid of emotion.” We could be at Square One again. From a more pragmatic standpoint, how many work and personal projects do I begin before city operations are shut down for two weeks or more? A lot of us are still in recovery from last year’s stalled programs.
  • There is a realm beyond my control.

Go. Work. Do. Produce. Keep going. Live. I’m ready for it. It doesn’t seem ready for me.

May 26, 2006 – Shopping with my mom and eating a delicious, home-cooked South Indian meal is what I would have been doing tonight had my travel plans not been utterly bollocksed by United Airlines and yesterday’s inclement Upper Midwestern weather.

On the bright side (and how): Over dinner with my next-door neighbor, Greg, and his mother tonight, I discovered that Greg is the grandson of none other than Sinclair Lewis and the woman who is the topic of American Cassandra: The Life Of Dorothy Thompson. The Dorothy Thompson, friend of Clare Booth Luce, confidante of Eleanor Roosevelt and Herbert Hoover, among countless others?! Holy journalistic heaven.

As Lousiana steels itself for the possible flip of Roe v. Wade, the topic of the following post increases in relevance. Do you notice that, through all of this, not a one cares about the emotional and physical welfare of the child in question?

CBSNews.com reports that the feminist blogosphere is aghast over new government guidelines that all American women between puberty and menopause should be treated as “pre-pregnant.” If you have the requisite plumbing and it’s in perfect running condition, you are requested to take folic acid with your vitamins, quit smoking, exercise and generally abstain from poor health. [Note that in 2004, the British Health Minister decided that the nation's flour be fortified with folic acid, ostensibly "due to outstanding concerns about vitamin B12 deficiency," especially in seniors. Hmmmm ...]

As a proponent of choice, I’m all for responsibility – a woman’s responsibility to herself, her partner and society never to bring an unplanned child into this world. (And that of would-be rapists who ought to be ashamed of even thinking of taking what isn’t given to them.) It is an abject lack of sex education and feelings of responsibility that lead women into unplanned pregnancies and motherhood. As the CDC reports, “In the United States, approximately half of all pregnancies are unintended,” and a recent study (which I can’t find the URL for right now) indicates that birth control use is on the decrease in the poor and uneducated.

If these women are ignorant of birth control measures and will do nothing to prevent these pregnancies, do you think they are any more enlightened about the musts for a healthy pregnancy and baby? The same article states that “unintended pregnancies are associated with poor maternal-child health outcomes.” Not only do you have an oops baby, but also raise the kid in poor health. Great.

Arguably, the mandate aspect of the guidelines sounds insulting to those of us who maintain good health as an end in itself and not merely to bear babies. A large part of me wonders why the government doesn’t support this for all women. Period. No pre, no pregnant, no nothing. As John says, the wording sounds like something out of a certain Margaret Atwood book. Did you know that laptop heat can impair male fertility?  For heaven’s sake, there are no federal guidelines on smoking.

Then, I wonder: if this country is indeed going to hell in a handbasket, must we take scores of malnourished, malformed and generally health-disadvantaged kids with us? Ones that commited no crime other than being born into an ethos of irresponsibility on all fronts?

What makes me shake my head at the hooplah is this somewhat-competing statement from the National Institutes of Health and the Dept. of Health and Human Services that Americans are taking too many dietary supplements. An A+ to the government’s left hand for refusing to talk to the right.

A note to Louisianan women who love their rBGH-rich milk: a new study shows that ‘women who consume animal products, specifically dairy, are five times more likely to have twins than those who do not.” Make sure you carry that can of Mace around with you at all times.

Something for all of us: a new device that measures the amount of caffeine in your coffee, so you know the next time your barrista tries to keep you from exploding all over the place.

Dr. Van Pelt out.