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The cliche "New Orleans gets into people's blood" happens to be very true—just not always convenient. For Cheryl Wagner, along with her indie-band boyfriend, a few eccentric pals, and two aging basset hounds, abandoning the city she loved wasn't an option.
This is the story of Cheryl's disturbing surprise view from her front porch after she moved back home to find everything she treasured in shambles...and her determined, absurd, and darkly funny three-year journey of trying to piece it all back together.
In the same heartfelt and hilarious voice that has drawn thousands of listeners to her broadcasts on Public Radio International's This American Life, Wagner shares her unique yet universal story of rebuilding a life after it's been flooded, dried, and died...The title comes, as if you can't guess, from those infuriating stories of comparative loss post-Katrina, when those who had lost everything were subjected to the litanies of minor inconvenience by the more fortunate. "Everyone's loss is big to them," Wagner kept telling herself. And so it was. "I was not interested in sifting and weighing suck on a bunch of tiny scales," she continued. "Suck was too hard to quantify. There was plenty enough suck to go around. Sitting around measuring it wasn't going to fix anything."
What makes this story uniquely memorable is Wagner's wise and wisecracking voice, the broken heart beneath the bravado. Working on a survey of gutted/non-gutted buildings, she writes, "By the time you finished hearing people's problems, you wished you were a professional busybody or the mayor or the governor or a city inspector or anyone who could and would actually do something." And who hasn't had that feeling, way back then or as recently as yesterday?
Finally, Wagner and her boyfriend end up with "the dogs, sanity and each other." And we end up with this fine book, with its searing honesty, its gallows humor and its survivor spirit.
240 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2009
75% of the houses are recovered in her neighborhood. In the 9th Ward, 30-50% less recovered. New Orleans still needs to take care of its crumbling infrastructure like aging dams, and a lot of these things can only come from the Federal Government. The crime lab is still not open there. All the levies and canal walls still aren't fixed, so every hurricane season we have to think about it and have a little ambivalence. Try not getting attached to things and not having a lot of stuff. Some think their house is a camp and others have to do a mental trick and believe 'its not gonna happen again.' I try to keep it in the forefront but not obsess about it. Trying to stay flexible into the future. The pyschological, social, and economic cost is greater than people had anticipated. Many friends and colleagues had lost time in their career trajectory. There were articles in the paper that compared us to Japan after their recovery, and they said that recovery takes 8-10 years for rebuilding of infrastructure, but there's the social, cultural and psychological cost. There was that wave when everyone's elderly people were dying. Some people went crazy immediately after, and others who got hit later. You don't know who's going to be resilient. We thought the [mental] snapping would only go on for a certain period of time, but that's not true. There's another wave of snapping.
I haven't seen the Lee documentaries and know a lot of people who don't want to or can't see the images. You kind of pick what you can engage in. I have lost all hope on certain aspects that I don't think it'll ever come back to the numbers we once had in New Orleans though we are geting some modernizations like a bike path and re-thinking the school system, so there's some shaking up. There might be more libertarians, people who are both liberal and conservative but don't trust the government. Weall hope the Saints when again, and we have a general shared mistrust of the government, especially after the BP oil spill.