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The first reports to reach the outside world of the horrific aftermath of the hurricane come the following day at 11:25 PM. In a telegram to Moore, a Houston Western Union manager reports that passengers on a train which could get no closer than six miles to the city see the prairie strewn with dead bodies: “Loss of life and property undoubtedly most appalling" (223), the manager writes. Among the first to witness the carnage are Captain Simmons and the crew of the Pensacola, who survive the nightmare only to return a devastated Galveston. By the time they reach the shore, "the scent of putrefaction was overpowering" (225).
Even as late as Tuesday, no one outside the city knows the extent of the havoc wrought by the storm. When a group of survivors reach Houston on Sunday reporting up to 500 dead, their claims are dismissed as exaggerations. The earliest outsiders to see the damage themselves are a convoy of journalists, military officers, and soldiers sent to aid in relief efforts. After a train carries the men as far as it can, they set out on foot. That's when they see their first corpses: “What was so striking about the dead was their battered condition. Their bodies had been stripped naked" (228).
One journalist sees a child's rocking horse, recalling later, "And so help me, I would rather have seen all the vessels of the earth stranded high and dry than to have seen this child's toy standing right out on the prairie, masterless" (227). The men commandeer a sailboat to travel across the bay to the city. The trip takes four hours, as the boat struggles to make its way through a throng of bodies and debris. A General McKibben later states, "I am an old soldier. I have seen many battlefields, but let me tell you that since I rode across the bay the other night and helped the man at the boat to steer to keep clear of the floating bodies of dead women and little children, I have not slept one single moment" (228).
Though the logical part of Isaac's brain is certain his wife Cora is dead, he can't help but hold onto hope until he finds her body. He visits every hospital and several grim makeshift morgues in search of her. Meanwhile, Palmer takes refuge at a convent as he grieves the loss of his wife and child. Of the 50 people who took refuge at Isaac's house, only 18 survive. Captain Halsey and the Louisiana survive, as do the Rollfings and the Hopkinses.
Every day, the Galveston News publishes lists of the deceased, along with a much shorter list of names moved from the "Dead" list to the "Not Dead" list. There are too many bodies to bury in the ground, and the stench of decay becomes overwhelming. The city opts to bury as many of the bodies as it can in the sea. This grim task is largely assigned to the city's black population, and there are reports of soldiers forcing black men at gunpoint to carry out the work. Grotesque and almost certainly false rumors begin to spread about black men looting bodies and chewing off fingers to steal rings: “The city's racial harmony began to erode" (239).
The mass burials at sea prove to be impossible, however, as the bodies keep floating to the surface. With no other option, the city employs dead crews to burn the bodies: “The fires began almost at once and for Isaac and thousands of other survivors the quest to find the bodies of loved ones became impossible" (240).
Contributions of money and supplies come in from all over the country, though Larson points out that neither Stockman nor Dunwoody send anything, despite arguably exacerbating the suffering caused by the storm through actions. Nurse and American Red Cross founder Clara Barton arrives too and becomes the target of attacks in the media. A South Carolina newspaper calls her a vulture. Others accuse her of withholding clothing from Galveston's black population. Barton later writes, "It is an unfortunate trait in the human character to assail or asperse others engaged in the performance of humanitarian acts" (256).
On September 17, Isaac returns to work to an intact Levy Building where Blagden survived the storm: “Isaac could not help it, but now and then a thought whispered through his mind that he should have come to the Levy Building with his family, instead of trying to weather the storm at home. Why had he chosen that course? Was it pride? For the sake of appearances?" (247).
When Isaac sits down to write his report on the storm, he battles an urge to highlights the failings of the Central Office and the West Indies Service in the days leading up to the hurricane. In the end, he opts to preserve the credibility of the Weather Bureau, writing, "Storm warnings were timely and received a wide distribution not only in Galveston but throughout the coast region" (248). While a handful of journalists call into question the Bureau's performance, most unthinkingly accept Isaac's and Moore's positive spin on how things transpired: “Few asked the obvious question: If the bureau had done such a great job, why did so many people die?" (252)
On September 30, a work crew clearing the rubble around Isaac's former home unearths the unidentifiable remains of a woman wearing a wedding ring. Isaac recognizes it as Cora's.
In November, the city of Galveston reports an official death count of 4,263. That, however, only counts the names of people confirmed dead by authorities or loved ones. An independent report from the following year shows an overall loss of population of 8,124, though around 2,000 of these residents likely moved from the city and never returned when they lost their home. Other estimates reach as high as 10,000 dead.
Nevertheless, the city vows to rebuild, announcing the construction of a 17-foot seawall at the 1904 World's Fair. The city also embarks on an ambitious project to raise the entire altitude of the city: “The task, completed in 1910, had an unintended benefit: It ensured that all corpses still buried within the city remained well interred" (265). Galveston, however, never catches back up with Houston, though this has little to do with the hurricane. The nearby discovery of oil buried under the ground showers wealth on Houston. Houston's oil industry easily eclipses Galveston's cotton industry, and Galveston effectively becomes "a beach town for Houston" (266).
Joseph and Isaac both receive promotions, the former to section director in Puerto Rico, the latter to New Orleans to lead up the Gulf Forecast District. Isaac views his transfer as a way for Moore to neutralize Isaac as a threat to his job. Later, Moore uses Weather Bureau resources to aid in his campaign to become President Woodrow Wilson's Agriculture Secretary. Moore's gambit fails, and the Justice Department opens an investigation into his actions. Despite Moore's demand that Isaac destroy all correspondence related to the corrupt affair, Isaac hands the evidence over to a federal agent on April 1, 1913, ending Moore's political career.
The estrangement between Joseph and Isaac grows. For example, when Joseph writes a 1922 account of the hurricane, Isaac's name goes unmentioned. Isaac becomes one of the nation's leading hurricane experts, but questions continue to plague him about how much blame he should shoulder for the deaths of Cora and thousands of others during the storm. On August 3, 1955, Isaac dies at the age of 93. A week later, Joseph dies: “The two had not spoken for years" (272).
While a half-dozen hurricanes strike the Galveston area in the years since 1900, the combined death toll of these storms is around 100 people. (In 2008, eight years after the publication of Isaac's Storm, Hurricane Ike strikes Galveston, killing 83 people and causing $19.3 billion in damage). The fact that Galveston has not experienced a disaster on the scale of the 1900 storm should not make its residents complacent, Larson suggests: “The more [experts] studied hurricanes, the more they realized how little they knew of their origins and the forces that governed their travels. There was talk that warming seas could produce hyper-canes twice as powerful as the Galveston hurricane" (272).
Larson ends with a dark rumination on how quickly a storm can shatter the lives of those who feel safe from the weather: "Once, in a time long past when men believed they could part mountains, a very different building stood in the Wal-Mart's place, and behind its mist-clouded windows ninety-three children who did not know better happily awaiting the coming of the sea" (273).
The imagery of death, devastation, and decay Larson presents in the aftermath of the Galveston hurricane is horrifying. For the first rescue party, a prairie strewn with dead bodies and children's toys gives way to a sea riddled with corpses and a smell of putrefaction that emanates from the city for miles. While there are certainly many inside and outside the city who immediately set about providing relief to those who are injured and homeless, the physical decay is mirrored by instances of social decay. For example, in a previous section Larson commends Galveston for exhibiting "a rare harmony of spirit. Blacks, whites, Jews, and immigrants lived and worked side by side with an astonishing degree of mutual tolerance" (67). However, in the wake of the storm, some of that harmony dissipates—or perhaps it was always an illusion: “The city's racial harmony began to erode. Soldiers rounded up fifty black men at gunpoint and forced them onto the barge, promising whiskey to help make the task of loading, weighting, and dumping the bodies were tolerable" (239).
The city's black residents are also the target of grim and obscene rumors, spread in part by newspapers: “Black men were said to have begun looting bodies, chewing off fingers to gain access to diamond rings, then stuffing the fingers in their pockets. The nation's press took these stories as truth, then pumped them full of even more lurid details” (242). Such credulousness in the face of horrifying rumors extends to the newspaper industry's largely unquestioning acceptance of US Weather Bureau statements, both before and after the storm. Prior to the storm, a deference on the part of journalists toward Weather Bureau experts may be expected and even appropriate.
Less appropriate is journalists' automatic parroting of Moore's talking points after the storm, which tell a story that veers dramatically from reality in details both big and small: “Most U.S. newspapers, unaware of the nuances of the bureau's performance and inclined in those days to be more accepting of official dogma, adopted Moore's view. The Boston Herald applauded the bureau for its 'excellent service.' The Buffalo, New York, Courier said the bureau's forecasts testified to its 'advanced efficiency'" (252). That newspapers are so attracted to sensationalist and scurrilous rumors when they're about black Americans but reluctant to confront the blatant lies of an official government source paints a dismal portrait of the news industry at the turn of the century.
In the final section of the book, Larson seems to suggest that America in the year 2000—the year of Isaac's Storm's publication—shares some qualities of America in 1900. Larson writes:
In the narrow blue-bordered lands of Galveston, extravagant new homes rose on forests of stilts adjacent to blue evacuation signs that marked the island's only exit. Whenever a tropical storm threatened, residents converged on the city's gleaming Wal-Mart to buy batteries and flashlights and bottled water. Once, in a time long past when men believed they could part mountains, a very different building stood in the Wal-Mart's place, and behind its mist-clouded windows ninety-three children who did not know better happily awaited the coming of the sea (273).
By linking the past to the present, parallels between 1900 and 2000 are implicitly drawn—parallels that only seem more pronounced in retrospect. Like 1900, 2000 capped off a decade in which American hubris reached similar heights. The end of the Cold War in 1991 spawned several political treatises arguing that the American form of liberal Western democracy would never again be challenged. The most famous of these was Francis Fukuyama's The End of History and the Last Man. In it, Fukuyama writes that world had reached "the end of history as such: That is, the end-point of mankind's ideological evolution and the universalization of Western liberal democracy as the final form of human government" (Fukuyama, Francis. The End of History and the Last Man. New York: Free Press. 1992.) The 1990s did little to erode America's confidence. In The Atlantic, economist Joseph Stiglitz writes, "At the height of the 1990s economic boom—a period of unprecedented growth—capitalism American-style seemed triumphant" (Stiglitz, Joseph. "The Roaring Nineties." The Atlantic. Oct. 2002.) Combined with the technology boom on the US West Coast and the startling innovations coming out of that sector, many Americans felt assured of their future prosperity and security going into the next decade.
Of course in retrospect, that unbridled confidence reveals itself to be as misplaced and dripping with hubris as the American attitudes Larson identifies in 1900. For the United States, the 2000s began with the bursting of the tech bubble, followed shortly by the September 11 attacks and the subsequent wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. While these weren't natural disasters, they struck significant blows to the sense of safety and stability many Americans felt at the end of the 20th century. Then, 2005 brought Hurricane Katrina, a storm that killed over 1800 people in New Orleans. Like the Galveston hurricane, casualties were exacerbated by political and human factors. Just as Galveston did not have a proper seawall in place in 1900, Katrina's levees and other flood-control systems were found by multiple investigations to be poorly designed by the US Army Corps of Engineers. While the National Weather Service—unlike its predecessor the Weather Bureau during the Galveston storm—drew praise for its accurate and timely storm warnings, the federal government's relief response was deemed by many to be slow and insufficient, compounding the loss of life.
Of course, Larson doesn't know any of this as he writes Isaac's Storm from the year 2000. Yet his warnings about American hubris prove to be distressingly prescient.
By Erik Larson