9:00AM – Awake now (after a number of nocturnal interruptions, including a bad dream, a stubbed toe and an early morning phone call from Dad!).  Time for a quick breakfast, showers, load up the truck and then we’re on the road.  Anxiety and indigestion at all time high.  Love and luck to my friends who are staying, some of you whom I hugged and danced with last night and tried to convince to leave town.
9:30AM – Truck is loaded. Not enough coffee in the world to combat the physical and emotional exhaustion. Must not cry so soon. Speaking of coffee, the folks at Mojo Coffeehouse at the corner of Magazine & Race in the Lower Garden District are staying and will remain open as long as possible.
10:30AM – Just filed a report with the UK’s Independent. Writing it made me break down and flood Derick’s shoulders. “Let it all out,” he says. One final look around and we’re leaving. God, this is hard.

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Hurricane Gustav Prep - French Quarter

D and I still don’t know if we’re leaving or not. At this time, despite the fact that Hurricane Gustav is still in the Caribbean, the models trend west. What does that mean in terms of rain and surge?  Will the power go out?  Sure.  For how long?  Uncertainty, not anxiety, prevails. This post will be updated through the day, so keep it here and on Twitter if you want to follow along at home (since you obviously have nothing better to do on the Saturday before Labor Day).

* 7:30AM – Awakened from strange dream about a couple of friends by my brother who wants to know if we’re leaving. “Huh? I dunno. *snore* Yeah, I’ll come up there if anything happens.”
* 8:00AMTurn on TV to flip between local channels. “What? I slept all night and that storm has moved inches? Damn you, Gustav, I want my money back.” Bleary-eyed reach for coffee.
* 8:30AM – Ok, we’re getting our plywood ready, just in case.
* 9:20AM – Neighbor guy is staying – he’s got supplies and a generator. Asked us to come over in case the power goes out. Like I told him, the storm doesn’t worry me, the human factor does. If power goes out, I don’t trust Entergy to get it back up in a reasonable amount of time. Neighbor guy doesn’t trust NOPD to take care of him in case the fit hits the shan again. I need more coffee.
* 9:45AMOur mayor is still a douchebag. Now reading little known facts (tweets) about Sarah Palin, Jezebel’s take on the unfolding dead parrot sketch and how some PUMA women are not fooled by this choice.
* 10:30AMPlywood ready. Off to friend’s to watch Wisconsin-Akron game. If we evacuate, we’re headed up to Wisconsin or Ohio, so y’all play nice and don’t threaten Midwest peace before I get there, ok?
* 11:11AM – Hey, it’s magic time. Dear family and friends, all precautions have been taken in case we decide to leave. Since the storm isn’t in the Gulf yet, it may still head farther west, which makes evacuation to anywhere along the I-10 corridor west of here (including Houston) a losing proposition as well as a bit premature. If we leave, we will drive in a northeasterly direction and then up to the Midwest.
* 12:30PM – We’re running errands in St. Charles Parish. I-10W traffic comes to a standstill at the Clearview exit, so take that exit and stay on Vet’s and then get on Airline Highway if you’re heading west. Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s officials are controlling the flow of traffic by the airport, so it shouldn’t be a complete fubar.
12:45PMGustav is now officially a Cat4 storm – poor Cuba. City Hall will announce at 7PM tonight if evacuation becomes mandatory.
* 3:45PM – Hanging out at home and watching various weather channels, especially Bob Breck who assures us that “there WILL be no looting this year.” A few of our neighbors have already left. Remembering that we evacuated on a Sunday for Katrina. *sigh*
5:30PM – Windows boarded by D, while I stood around and looked spiffy. Bob Breck says the high pressure ridge that was supposed to push Gustav to the west may not come here any more. It won’t be a direct hit to the city, but close enough. We’re leaving tomorrow. The question is when tomorrow.
* 8:15PM – Just got back from visiting with Loki and Lex [picture]. It’s hard to say goodbye to your friends before we scatter to the winds. For how long? During the drive Uptown and back, I experienced serious deja vu – the city hasn’t looked this deserted since a month or two after Katrina. Please don’t listen to our mayor. He’s off his rocker. The hurricane is NOT 900 miles in diameter. Just because they’re full of melodrama and hype doesn’t mean we’re not leaving. The models have shifted to the east, which hastens our departure. We are leaving. D and I have almost finished packing the last of our bags. Stay tuned.

* 8:45PM – Important information! Contraflow now beings at 4AM Sunday. Mandatory evacuation for Orleans Parish begins at 12 noon tomorrow, Sunday. Craig of New Orleans Metblogs is staying and will get J’anita’s (1906 Magazine St. in the Lower Garden District) up and running for meals as soon as possible. Bec is also staying and Buffa’s (1001 Esplanade Ave. in the Marigny ) will remain open as a community center – boarded but ring bell.
* 9:00PM – Our landlady just called and said that she has been on the road for 4.5 hours and just got to Slidell. That’s 30 miles in 4.5 hours. Great. We’re not leaving until tomorrow.

Update: 311 registration not needed to get on N.O. buses! All New Orleans residents will have access to mass transit services to assist with an evacuation regardless of whether they have registered with the city’s 311 information hotline, officials said Friday. Find the nearest pick-up site.

City Of New Orleans 311 Evac Hotline

Excerpt from an email Editor B forwarded to the NOLA bloggers this morning. I’ve heard from another blogger and a couple of residents that they experienced similar delays with the city’s 311 evacuation hotline.

As Gustav Approaches, A Community-Based Test Shows City’s 311 Evacuation Hotline Doesn’t Work

Residents in poor communities face exclusion from evacuation as 311 problems foreshadow black and immigrant workers’ lack of access to emergency help. On the eve of the third anniversary of Katrina, a community-based testing of the city’s emergency evacuation hotline revealed serious breakdowns in the city’s emergency plan for Hurricane Gustav.

After day laborers, homeless residents, workers reported an inability to officially register for evacuation support through the city’s highly publicized 311 number, the New Orleans Workers’ Center for Racial Justice systematically tested the 311 hotline. The results of the test validated the anxieties of city’s most vulnerable residents what the statistics also suggested – that poor people in New Orleans are likely to be left behind, again. “I’ve been trying to get through for over a week and a half,” said African American New Orleans resident and mother, Stephanie Martin. “I’m very worried about what will happen to my son and I if there is a hurricane. My car isn’t reliable, and I don’t know how we’ll be able to evacuate.”

Over a 24 hour period, testers called the 311 hotline attempting to register for evacuation. Testers were only able to get beyond a busy signal on the 56th call and were connected to an operator after a 27 minute long wait. Of the over 150 calls made, only 1 call reached a live operator. No calls requesting Spanish language assistance were connected to an operator.

The City has asserted that any resident relying on the City for evacuation must register by calling the 311 line. The operator answering the 56th call confirmed this, telling the tester that registering through 311 was mandatory in order to board a city bus in the event of an evacuation.

… The city’s own statistics exposed the 311 inadequacies over a year ago. At current capacity, it would take 311 operators more than 4 months to register the 42,000 evacuees with ‘special needs’ based on the call volume from the 2007 hurricane season. Furthermore, it would take the same four months to advise the ‘special needs’ evacuees of the evacuation plans if each called 311 once in the face of an imminent evacuation.

Now, I go see if we have the ingredients for a Downed Power Line.

- 1 1/2 oz. rum
- 5 oz. Jolt Cola
Combine ingredients in a cocktail glass.
Drink while trying to figure out how the heck you’re supposed to go two freakin’ weeks without television and AC.

Remember

It was close to impossible for me to watch the Democratic National Convention last night.  Like I care about the Clintons, who care more about Hillary not being able to run for president again than the health of the party and the nation, and what Wolf Blitzer, Keith Olbermann or some peroxide piranha on Fox News thinks of anything (to the point where even Stewart and Colbert ripping on them meant I had to watch and even that was too much).  Like I give a crap about overpriced pantsuits when calculating what irreplaceable Indian clothes to take if and when we evacuate.

I do care about the delegations and bloggers, though.  These are ordinary people who sacrificed money and time to represent their state or site, for their hopes and our future.  This is why I jumped over to CSpan2 to watch the presidential nominations come in and was riveted to the screen for a while thanks to DNC Secretary Alice Travis Germond’s peculiar torture of her own voice and the fact that Illinois, state of Barack Obama, passed.  Why?!  Still, my foray into the land beyond Gustav and the Katrina Anniversary ended with a *grrr* and a *click.*  Between conventions and other love fests, the politicians of America and many of their diehard supporters just don’t get their own irrelevance.

This morning’s ride to work took us past the Convention Center.  D remarked, “Three years ago today, this is what the building looked like.  Just days later, it was packed with those seeking refuge.”  Imagining the old, young, disabled and weak thronging in the heat on that sidewalk thanks to Bush, FEMA, the ACoE, Blanco, Nagin and three-martini levee inspections, all I could muster was “Worst response ever.”  Gambit Weekly’s Kevin Allman is currently a guest blogger over at Matt Davis Opens His Mouth, where he teachifies the Pacific Northwest on aforementioned irrelevance and disgust:

Any attempts to make cheap points or political hay out of this situation will be scoffed at by people who are actually affected by this thing. After the last storm, the citizenry was failed equally by Democrats at the local and state levels and Republicans at the national level. There is widespread bipartisan disgust down here. We’re way behind on many things, but on this one, trust me: we’re way ahead of you.

Then, friend Stacey sent me an article about a nine-year-old kid in Connceticut who has been barred from his baseball league for “pitching too well.”  What the?  Stacey’s commentary: “Parents of the current generation of children are doing all they can to remove competition from athletics (and everything else), but at the same time, skewing the system so that it benefits their own children … If you don’t want your kid to compete in team sports, buy him/her a Wii Fit to avoid total vegetation and call it a day.”

Is institutionalized mediocrity what most Americans want for themselves and their children?  It would explain our educational failure as viewed from a global perspective and what we are willing to settle for as a nation.  One group extols the virtues of keeping kids’ individuality and excellence down for the sake of the collective, while the the other are parents who will keep talented and untalented children from the middle class and poor down so that their idiot kid can move up the ladder (to get closer to God, who created the world in seven days, I’m sure).  One group recommends redistributing wealth in the interest of “fairness” while the other makes sure the middle class and poor as groups cannot participate in (what is really a very shaky definition of) success.  The socialism of the masses vs. the socialism of the corporations.  Both tactics stack the deck towards PURE FAIL.  God Bless America Rah Rah Pffft.

Screw the politics of Hurricane Gustav.  Screw greening the garish and overly-lit 2008 Democratic convention.  Screw whom McCain picks as Veep and when.  What the hell of value are we good at as a country?  How do we get ourselves out of this mental and physical breakdown, this hole, this gigantic vacuum of insipidity without more back-patting and backstabbing?

Talk amongst yourselves while I try to get Microsoft Powerpoint to do something useful.