A Movie About Somali Pirates and Captain Phillips: Why Not National Guardsman Garland Ogden and the Superdome During Katrina?

The new Tom Hanks film, Captain Phillips, is nothing more than an attempt to humanize Somalis. If only all Somalians were allowed to immigrate to America, they'd be patriotic, flag-waving, anti-abortion, low tax, happy consumers, prepared to bolster the GOP's racial outreach programs.

National Guardsman Garland Ogden (left), the true hero of Hurricane Katrina

So go set sails on the high seas and cast away all sense of reality; however, were an independent studio hoping to make a huge splash with a cold dose of truth, bankrolling a movie about National Guardsman Garland Ogden [Aussie tourist saved from the nightmare of Hurricane Katrina looks to return the favour, news.com/au, 8-31-2013] and his experience at the Superdome during Hurricane Katrina would showcase the horror of the black underclass in America.

Though virtually all of the white population of New Orleans evacuated the city, at least 80,000 to 90,000 of the Crescent City's black population stayed behind; it was this population the entire world would see hijack civilization (just like the Somali pirates did to Captain Phillips) in the aftermath of Katrina.

Well, some white people from England and Australia didn't get the memo and joined the fine black citizens at the Superdome. Antiwar.com's Tex MacRae was aghast that the white foreigners were actually treated with dignity and respect by the US Military, completely excusing the lawlessness of black New Orleanians merely exercising their right to engage in Spontaneous Blackness.

What Mr. MacRae doesn't want to admit is that if the entire white population of Orleans Parrish were to magically disappear tonight, the city of New Orleans would descend into an eerily similar situation as to what we saw in early September 2005.

A scene from Captain Phillips; this is what white people experienced in the Superdome back in 2005

So what kind of world did the Superdome contain during the first week of September 2005, courtesy of the city of New Orleans black population.[Britons tell of Superdome horror, Daily Mail, 9-2-2005]:

British students caught up in the horror of Hurricane Katrina have spoken of their four days of "hell" at the New Orleans Superdome shelter.
They described how their place of refuge descended into a scene of terror as people ran amok with knives and guns, used crack cocaine and hurled racial abuse.

At one point, up to 30 British students huddled among the thousands in the squalor were forced to set up a makeshift security cordon to fend off abusive locals.

Jamie Trout, 22, an economics student from Sunderland, told the Daily Mirror he kept a record of his terrifying ordeal in the Superdome.

He wrote: "It was like something out of Lord of the Flies - one minute everything is calm and civil, the next it descends into chaos."

In one diary entry, he said: "A man has been arrested for raping a seven-year-old in the toilet, this place is hell. I feel sick. The smell is horrendous, there are toilets overflowing and people everywhere."

Racial abuse

Jamie, who had been coaching football to disabled children as part of the Camp America scheme, said people were shouting racial abuse at the Britons because they were white.

Zoe Smith, 21, from Hull, told how students set up a security cordon when the power briefly went down in the Superdome amid fears they were going to be attacked.

"All us girls sat in the middle while the boys sat on the outside, with chairs as protection," she told the newspaper.

Marisa Haigh, 23, from Guildford, and Claire Watkins, 23, from Bradford, were in the Superdome when Hurricane Katrina wreaked havoc.

Marisa said: "There was a series of almighty bangs when the roof went off and a panel flew off.

"There was a woman screaming, 'We're gonna die, we're all gonna die'."

Yesterday, many of the students were moved to a nearby basketball arena.

The Foreign Office said they would be met by consular staff in Houston who would help with their onward travel.

 No sane white person who calls New Orleans 'home' would have dared enter the Superdome (one Australian said this: "That was the worst place in the universe. Ninety-eight per cent of the people around the world are good. In that place, 98 per cent of the people were bad."); those white tourists from around the world banded together to survive the blackness enveloping civilization in the Superdome:

"Everyone brought their drugs, they brought guns, they brought knives. Soldiers were shot.

"It was like a refugee camp within a prison.

"It was full on. It was the worst thing I have seen in my life. I have never been so frightened."

Realising that foreigners were a target, Mr Hopes and the other Aussies gathered tourists from Europe, South America and elsewhere into one part of the building.
"There were 65 of us, so we were able to look after each other -- especially the girls who were being grabbed and threatened." Mr Hopes said. 

Hell on earth, courtesy of the United States tax-payer (who funds the cradle-to-grave lifestyle of the black and infamous). Here's a BBC account of how whites survived the madness [Britons describe hurricane ordeal, BBC, 9-6-2005].

But why is Garland Ogden one of the true heroes of Hurricane Katrina? Because like the power that went out when the storm hit, the electricity powering political correctness and racial denial went out as well [Superdome a hellhole: Aussies tell, theage.com/au, 9-4-2006]:

"We were told to go to the Superdome to be safe, but it quickly became the worst place to be," she said.

"We were with an English girl and we sat in seats at the top of the stadium.

"The wind got stronger and blew off part of the roof above us so we moved out of the rain down on the concourse.

"It started to get really uncomfortable the next day as the power was off. It was dark and wet.

"We were really worried as guys kept pestering us. The English girl went to the toilets and she was grabbed by some of them, but she managed to run away.

"An Aussie, John McNeil, found us and got us to sit with a group of Australians who were also there. We were glad to see them as we felt very alone.

"We were locked in by the few guards and police so we couldn't even get out. There was safety in numbers and we decided to keep together.

"You couldn't go anywhere without being grabbed and hassled.

"We stopped queuing up for food as we were too scared. The boys in the group said not to go anywhere by ourselves but to go with them.

"The stink got worse and worse until you could hardly breathe.

"I didn't see people raped, but we were afraid we would be attacked.

"At night it was so dark and there were people shouting and screaming. The stink was getting worse.

"Food and water was running out and people were panicking, crying, and everyone was scared.

"We put all our luggage in the middle and the girls sat in the middle with the boys around the outside.

"Nobody really slept at night. The boys stayed awake watching as we were afraid the generator would go out and it would be total darkness again. That is when the rapes happened."

On the fourth day, a National Guardsman got the Australians out of the Superdome and rode shotgun over them as he moved them to the remains of the battered Hyatt Hotel.

"We had two nights there and it was awful," Ms van Grinsven said.

"The toilets overflowed, there was no electricity and no one in charge.

"We didn't dare leave the room as looters were in the street."

It wasn't until Channel Nine reporter Robert Penfold arrived yesterday and helped them get to a staging area and on a bus that they felt safe.

Also in the group were Simon Wood, of Western Australia, Michael Ryan, of Lithgow, NSW, John McNeil, of Brisbane, and Emma Hardwick, 22, of Neutral Bay, NSW.

Mr Hopes said although it took only a day for looters and gangsters to run riot, there were "wonderful individuals" who helped them.

"We owe our lives to National Guardsman Sergeant Garland Ogden who got us out of the Superdome," he said. '

Yes, the story of Staff Sergeant Garland Ogden and his actions during Hurricane Katrina saved white people from being victims of Spontaneous Blackness in the Big Easy.   [Aussie tourist saved from the nightmare of Hurricane Katrina looks to return the favour, news.com/au, 8-31-2013]:

Eight years ago this weekend, Hurricane Katrina - one of the five deadliest hurricanes in the history of the United States - ripped through New Orleans killing at least 1833 people and forcing the likes of Brisbane tourist Bud and his mates to join thousands of people taking refuge in the Louisiana Superdome.

Watching over the 20,000 plus people crammed into the Dome were 550 National Guardsman including Desert Storm veteran Staff Sergeant Garland Ogden.

And when Hopes, who owns and runs a TV and film casting company, met Ogden in the living hell that became the Superdome after Hurricane Katrina, Bud knew he had found his saviour.

Food was running out.

Knife-wielding addicts were smoking crack in bathrooms overflowing with feaces.

Gun shots rattled the Dome, a man had jumped to his death from the upper tiers and Bud had seen a grown man attempt to sexually assault a 10-year-old.

The stench was unbearable.

All of it was about to get worse with the imminent shut down of the power generators - which would leave thousands of hot, hungry and damp storm victims in complete darkness.

"No one really wanted to help us get out of that place," said Hopes, in an interview with News Corp Australia this week.

"Garland - I call him 'Sarge' ... was the only one who did and when he said those words 'I will help you', it was set in stone."

Ogden, acting alone and against his superior's orders, hatched a plot to secretly spirit about 65 tourists out of the Dome to safety. He was their guardian angel, says Hopes.

By the third day, Garland learned the generators were about to go down, and the Superdome would be left in complete darkness. The National Guard's order were to withdraw from the Dome, for their own safety.

"When Sarge told me, I was like - f***ing what? Give me a gun, I need a gun," Hopes, 40, said.

"Sarge looked at me and said - 'The only guns I got are this one and this, and this one', and he held out his fists. He said 'I'm going to stay here and fight with you buddy'. It was the most amazing thing anyone has said to me in my life."

"I just felt like I had to watch over them for some reason," says Ogden.

"I had to take care of these people because they were in a strange country, far from home. And what if this was my daughter in their country? Things were about to get ugly. What would I want them to do with her?"

Ogden told Hopes he would sneak out the tourists, in groups of 3 to 6 at a time, 100 metres across the Superdome floor to an exit - and across to a nearby sports arena where the elderly and sick were being held.

"They were already having trouble. If the power went and the Guard left, it would get a lot worse, very quickly," Ogden said.

It wasn't going to be easy. The fact almost all the tourists were fair skinned was bound to spark outrage over favouritism and racism. The gradual exodus, starting with the women, would take several hours and the directions were clear: Keep your heads down. Don't look happy. Don't look like you're getting out.

The first few groups made it out without a hitch, but soon a crowd caught on to the plot and an angry mob gathered, hurling abuse and grabbing at bags.

"Bud and I were in the last group and we got hammered on the way out," McNeil said. "As we were walking out, this guy grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and slammed me against the wall and said 'Where the f*** are you guys going? Why are you getting out of here?'."

Outside the doors now, Ogden bluffed an armed guard who tried to stop them ("I said the General let us do it, which was not really true") and the group made it to the sports arena.

That was Wednesday 31st August, three days after the tourists entered the Dome, and they later holed up at the New Orleans Hyatt before evacuating the city by that Friday. Hopes and Odgen saluted each other as the tourist bus drove away.

The entire western world is basically Captain Phillips, being held captive by proverbial Somalian pirates. But as the story of Staff Sergeant Odgen and those white tourists who banded together shows, the Kerner Commission's mandating of 'white guilt' to keep alive the system goes the way of Wilson the Volleyball when the system momentarily collapses.