Joe Coscarelli at New York has compiled this week’s hurricane recovery updates into one very nice, very readable post. The short version of his short version: Things are crap.
What is happening to all the “foodie eats like Pom pomegranate juice, soy chai latte, organic eggs, and Ben and Jerry’s ice cream” spoiling away in stores in downtown Manhattan while the power is out? They’re being thrown out in dumpsters, and salvaged by dumpster divers.
Good morning. How did everyone taking shelter on the East Coast fare last night? The dog lovers at Riverside Park were having their normal mornings today, but of course, the city has been ravaged by flooding and power outages. I lost my Internet connection, and my lights oh-so-briefly, but am otherwise all good. So, I haven’t heard from Logan since 6 p.m. last night after her Internet went out, and she has yet to respond to my texts. Her phone may have run out of juice, but in any case, we may be taking things a little bit slower today.
Edit: Logan got back to me, we’re good!
“Stashed near the finish line of the canceled marathon yesterday were 20 heaters, tens of thousands of Mylar ‘space’ blankets, jackets, 106 crates of apples and peanuts, at least 14 pallets of bottled water and 22 five-gallon jugs of water.” — I know logistics are hard and transpo is hard and turning something from a business expense to a donation is hard AND SO ON AND SO FORTH but someone really needs to GET ON THIS.
You know what sounds EXTREMELY NOT FUN? Being at the mercy of the NYC emergency shelter system! Being moved from schools to armories to hotels in the middle of the night! Maybe or maybe not getting food assistance! This NYT article about the mess ends with an 11-year-old girl asking her father, who lost his home for his family of seven and his business to support them in the storm, “Daddy, don’t you hate your life?”