Ohhh Ida!

As much fun as it would be to make a joke about frozen potatoes, I just don’t feel like laughing right now. My emotions are a jumble, what with Ida hurling at us (possible Cat 4 when it makes landfall), and the Delta variant making travel oh-so unappealing. I don’t particularly want to go on a long trip to nowhere (Austin, possibly?), but I also don’t want to stay. Even if the levees hold, there’s a good chance we’d be without power for a week or more during the hottest part of the year. I’ve slogged through that experience before and have no desire to relive it.

It’s been 16 years since Katrina struck and New Orleans went under water. I blame the drowning of my beautiful city on bad infrastructure, bad leadership and all-out greed. With climate change, the city’s sure to get soaked again, I just hoped it would be later than sooner. Every time late August rolls around, we get hit by more storms and when they’re over, we heave a sigh of relief and keep on keepin’ on, but how long can we hold out? How long will our luck last? All I can do is hope.

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