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  • I worked in community relations with FEMA for a few years starting with the Charlie, Francis, Ivan season. We had threats and used police escorts back then, especially in the rural areas or where there was a high population of evacuees. Our training included how to avoid packs of feral dogs and militia. We often had to hide our insignia the second we weren’t on strictly official duty. There were guns flashed and one shooting that I’m aware of. I personally got screamed at in stores and parking lots fairly regularly. Many people expected we would just hand out checks everywhere we went but considering I was the first person to contact many of them, the best I could do was hand them brochures and tell them where to go for an application.

    After Katrina and Rita in New Orleans my friend was the first hellicoptered in with bulletproof gear on and we had National Guard escorts everywhere.

    Sometimes the worst people were in rich neighborhoods with a few things on their front lawn from their flooded basement. They were very angry because their insurance didn’t cover them and they had enough income that the government would either not provide any money, or they didn’t think the cap of $1400, or whatever it was, was enough for them. After talking to people who lost literally everything, including family and were bussed to a state they’d never been to before, these people furious about their furniture were difficult to tolerate. But, that anger was very real regardless of how they came to it and it doesn’t surprise me in the least that it might fuel even more distrust of the government.

    I saw many things poorly handled that I could never excuse, but the nature of massive disasters is confusion and chaos. It’s an incredibly difficult situation for everyone.

    I think the biggest problems I ran into were just a general misunderstanding of what FEMA is and what they do. I even have a tshirt from a local that says “Fix Everything My Ass”. Ironic for me because of course, that’s not what FEMA does but it is exactly what people expected. Hard enough to correct under the best conditions but then we had critically limited communications and the local news would fire up the outrage, sometimes with outright lies. It’s natural to look for patterns and easy solutions in chaos, it’s also good to be skeptical of authority. Those things combined in an environment that is changing so quickly even the people “in charge” can’t keep up from moment to moment, is perfect for fostering conspiracies.

    The militia and Klan folks only needed an excuse.


  • I have had several brain surgeries and at some point in the midst of that I got meningitis. The pain that I experienced in the emergency room while they were trying to get me stable enough for transport reached into the deepest recesses of everything I ever thought I was and changed me on a fundamental level that is still incomprehensible. In between the unconsciousness and the involuntary screaming simply because my mouth was open I remember clearly thinking that torture would be easier because there would at least be someone to blame. At some point you’ll say anything because you lack the sentience to seed thought.

    I’ve also watched a lot of police interrogations and false confessions are all predicated on not having consulted a lawyer who can warn you about interrogation techniques that are designed for the purpose of fulfilling a predetermined or convenient narrative.

    Maybe you won’t confess or sell anybody out exactly but you will absolutely say anything a trained interrogator wants given enough time or pain.



  • I thought I heard that insurance laws changed maybe since then or around that time and there was a reason for a lot of hit and runs. I don’t know, but that was my experience a while ago. The weird part was mostly how the dude had no visible reaction at all except to take off, which probably could’ve been anywhere.

    As an out of towner I did have trouble with the short on ramps. I wasn’t sure how to get into a rhythm because there was no place to get up to speed. I didn’t like feeling like I had to shove my way in and it was hard to tell how to let others in safely. I suppose you just know those things when you live there long enough.


  • didntbuyasquirrel@lemmy.worldtomemes@lemmy.worldBeep beep
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    I was driving in slowish freeway traffic in Detroit and the guy behind me plowed right into me, didn’t even slow down, didn’t even look away. He sort of bounced off of me, pulled onto the shoulder, and squeeled off while I had to find some sketchy spot to stop and make sure my bumper wasn’t dragging too much.

    A person I was visiting there in Detroit told me that insurance wasn’t required so many people run off rather than risk getting blamed and the cops wouldn’t even bother with a report.




  • In addition to the other suggestions I would recommend finding Alton Brown’s show Good Eats. He explains why and how things work in an entertaining way, sort of like Bill Nye for food science.

    I grew up watching him, in addition to the practical experience I had with family and restaurant work, and I still find his teaching and recipes invaluable.





  • I had a similar experience and I dropped out of high school at 14 for a GED because I couldn’t handle it another day. And then college at 22. And then another university at 31. Now I still struggle with the most basic things because I’m only just figuring out why I didn’t get to learn how to deal with trying to exist growing up. It’s very hard and as an adult there’s even less help. I’m very lucky to have an understanding partner and a good therapist because I have no other friends or family and I spiral often. If only someone had told me as a kid, I can’t say I’d be that much different now, but at least I wouldn’t be spending so much energy on trying to figure out what all went wrong back then and maybe I’d have some skills that makes functioning or communicating a little easier.