habilis
Ministry of Re-Education
The company I work for is located in Solon, a suburb of Cleveland on the east side. I was at work when suddenly everything just cut out, and it was damn dark in there. The only light was from the G4 server that had an APC power backup unit, casting an erie blue glow on everything in the room. Mild confusion quickly spread throughout the office when the power didn't come back on quickly. It wasn't long before we got hold of a radio and heard the news; it was everywhere, all over the east. The first silent thought that went through everyone's mind was "terrorist". But no one said it aloud. A feeling of deja vu set in, I remember the same feeling I got just after we heard the news on 9/11, in this same office. But then I snapped back into reality, time to get home and check on my family.
The streets were mean, very mean, and hot, and deadly. The usual 20 minute commute took an hour and a half. After 1,000 honks and 1,000 stops I made it home.
Not only was my power out but my phone was out too and so was my water, since the pumping stations are electic-powered in Cleveland. There was only one store open around here that was running on generators and when I went there around 6:30pm to get water and batteries I must say the atmosphere was a state of mild panic. The batteries were completely stripped from the shelves and the whole battery area was in a dissarray with boxes and debris scattered all over the floor, the bottled water was almost gone and the shelves there were in a shambles as well. Some people were very frantic, pushing a little bit in the line. This was a huge supermarket called giant eagle with self check out lanes, about 15 of them, but they were all down, only 1 manual lane open, and it was hot in there, very freeking hot, the AC was down and the outdoor temperature was 90+ degrees.
But despite all this chaos, people were helping each other, and people in my neighborhood were all banding together, checking on the old folk and stuff. People genuinely cared for one another. There was a good feeling of unity in the air. There was a sense that we were all in this together. We got together with neighboors and made a fire and I shared my precious bottle of sherry-cask aged whiskey. My 3-year-old daughter was playing with other kids, they were having the time of their life playing hide-and-seek and catching fireflies. I remember thinking "This is how it always must have been, in the days before electricity." The face of Real America showed itself last night, if only for a moment.
The streets were mean, very mean, and hot, and deadly. The usual 20 minute commute took an hour and a half. After 1,000 honks and 1,000 stops I made it home.
Not only was my power out but my phone was out too and so was my water, since the pumping stations are electic-powered in Cleveland. There was only one store open around here that was running on generators and when I went there around 6:30pm to get water and batteries I must say the atmosphere was a state of mild panic. The batteries were completely stripped from the shelves and the whole battery area was in a dissarray with boxes and debris scattered all over the floor, the bottled water was almost gone and the shelves there were in a shambles as well. Some people were very frantic, pushing a little bit in the line. This was a huge supermarket called giant eagle with self check out lanes, about 15 of them, but they were all down, only 1 manual lane open, and it was hot in there, very freeking hot, the AC was down and the outdoor temperature was 90+ degrees.
But despite all this chaos, people were helping each other, and people in my neighborhood were all banding together, checking on the old folk and stuff. People genuinely cared for one another. There was a good feeling of unity in the air. There was a sense that we were all in this together. We got together with neighboors and made a fire and I shared my precious bottle of sherry-cask aged whiskey. My 3-year-old daughter was playing with other kids, they were having the time of their life playing hide-and-seek and catching fireflies. I remember thinking "This is how it always must have been, in the days before electricity." The face of Real America showed itself last night, if only for a moment.
