**These people are stuck in New Orleans, in the worst-hit areas, and they don’t want to leave. They refer to the “looters” as “Robin Hoods” who come back to them and give them some food. In a racist town, you see whit epeople helping black people, at least according to thsi article. Interesting.
http://www.nydailynews.com/news/wn_report/story/343449p-293261c.html
**NEW ORLEANS - Dozens of rescue helicopters filled the hazy sky over New Orleans yesterday in a final push to get people still stuck in the floodwaters out of their submerged homes. But a lot of folks in the city don’t want to be saved. Though the government wants them to go, they say they have no desire to do so, despite dwindling supplies, no running water, the stifling heat and filthy floodwaters.
“I was born in New Orleans and hell, I’m gonna die here,” Glenn Mack, 46, declared as he stood on the only sliver of his porch not consumed by rancid floodwaters.
“We’re afraid because we’ve been hearing about people being killed and raped in the Superdome and Convention Center,” said Winn, an associate at a Pizza Hut.
The couple also must care for her uncle Claude Ellzey, 70, who uses a wheelchair because of a stroke. Her aunt Ruth Ellzey, 63, is a frail diabetic who is quickly running out of insulin shots. Then Winn points to a little beige poodle/terrier mix named Toby.
“We can’t leave him - they won’t take pets on those buses leaving town,” she said.
Mack, a mechanic, insists he can survive with his family for six weeks on the supplies brought to him by “those Robin Hoods.”
“The majority of looters weren’t looting for the hell of it, they came out and passed out the food,” he said. “Don’t worry, I’ll survive.”
Also staying put is LaWanda Poley and her husband, George Davis.
They . . . respect the holdouts, because they're holdouts, too.
“I’m better off at home than up there on top of that bridge,” said Poley,
they respect the holdouts, because they’re holdouts, too.
“I’m better off at home than up there on top of that bridge,” said Poley,
She and Davis, 44, stayed put in their home after the first floor was flooded. Davis knocked a huge hole in the ceiling and they put a mattress in the attic where they slept with their chow chow, Tinky.
She calls him baby and he calls her darling.
“We lost everything, but we have each other,” Poley said.
Yesterday morning, I joined Davis, an Alabama native, after he picked up MRE boxes and water from soldiers near I-10 to bring out to the people he was looking after. In this town, where racism is often shockingly apparent, Davis’ kindness was refreshing. He and his wife are white. The people they are helping are black.
“Hey Mr. Harris! You all right?” Poley hollered to a man who stuck his head out of the window of his sky-blue home. “I could use some water,” the man shouted back. Using an aluminum mop handle, Davis rowed us there.
“You’re a very good man, you told me you’d bring me the stuff,” Tyrone Harris, 47, said to Davis. Harris passes time by reading the Bible and cleaning his toilet with bleach.
[Davis says] “I’m not leaving until I know for a fact the people I visit are taken care of,” he said. “I ain’t doing it to be a martyr. I’m doing it because somebody’s got to.”
find me a real robin hood 