We’re on the 10th and 11th floor of a corporate high rise on Poydras Ave., right near St. Charles. We have generators and tons of food and water. It is 5 of us total. I am not sure how the internet connection will be affected. I have a camera and my gun.
The five is soon reduced to four: two lifelong friends, one the founder of their New Orleans internet data center, the other an 8-year Army veteran (6 years in the 20th Special Forces); the Army guy’s fiance/model, and a data transfer tech.
As Katrina plays out, they document everything they see with photographs, web cams, and blog. They worry about their families, wonder if they should try to help restore order in the streets, and move 55-gallon drums of diesel fuel around to keep their generators humming—so hundreds of web domains will stay up and running during the crisis.
And somewhere in Hollywood, a TV executive falls to his knees and cries, “Thank you, Jesus!”
(Start this story at the beginning, here.)
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