OMG Shots fired at Children's Hospital

[Horse with no Name]

:cry:

Edit: Heard on NO scanner.
Sending SWAT team in to secure it.

[progmom]

1. where? what?

[LincolnMcGrath]

3. Listen Here

http://205.252.89.181:8000/live

[sakabatou]

2. Linky please

[LincolnMcGrath]

5. Here ya go

http://205.252.89.181:8000/live

[sakabatou]

11. Holy shit...

:scared:

[Horse with no Name]

6. streaming live off of police scanner

no link

[Lone_Star_Dem]

7. here

http://205.252.89.181:8000/live.m3u

[madeline_con]

4. And so it begins...

:cry:

[NYC]

8. Yesterday, the people in Children's Hospital were

feeling besieged.

Today, I heard a man from the hospital who said they had been "on their own". They had no sort of protection or help from anyone.

[kikiek]

12. Tell em to hang in there. FEMA says they're on the way...

[NYC]

19. Did FEMA happen to mention when they would get there?

They must be doing something important, otherwise they would surely be helping New Orleans by now.

[applegrove]

9. Scary.

[Wizard777]

10. The insurrection has begun.

I guess that is why Bush draged his feet. He wanted to turn this into a war too.

[mom cat]

13. If true, it would not surprise me. Some addicts are in a bad way right

now. Expect desparate behavior for a while. Hospitals have narcotics.

[CottonBear]

14. My god. MSNBC just had a report about evacs of premature babies to AL

:cry:
The refugees must be desperate to shoot at a children's hospital. The last time we were in NO was last summer when my brother-in-law was being treated for cancer at a hospital in NO. I am apalled that the city I knew and loved has been destroyed.

God have mercy on us all.

[Swamp Rat]

15. OH GOD! I lived very close... I was born next door in the US Public Health

I can't get the stream... says server is full. SHIT!!!

[Horse with no Name]

16. It seems like it is taking forever for them to act on this

They are asking for someone in narcotics pager number

[lpbk2713]

17. Anybody ever seen "The Omega Man"?

That's what New Orleans is starting to sound like....


Don't dare venture outside unless you're armed to the teeth.

[Tsiyu]

18. I keep thinking about this song by Dylan

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.