In the days after 9/11 I was glued to my TV, watching what seemed to be the same cable news stories over and over and hoping that someone was going to tell me why this happened. The only refreshing new stories were the ones that followed heroes…the everyday folks who risked their lives to save others. Indeed there were many 9/11 heroes, but I quickly became frustrated at how few of those who were portrayed as heroes were White women or men and women of color. I just kept thinking; the rest of us are heroes too. Certainly, the firemen and police officers who died trying to save people in the World Trade Center were heroes, but the media and many average Americans seem to be much more content with white men as heroes. In fact, because of our race and gender stereotypes white men are constructed as brave, bold, dependable, powerful, righteous, and strong…all of the makings of a hero. Certainly the rest of us have many of those traits too, but what keeps our heroism out of sight? The contrast in the construction heroes in the aftermath of World Trade Center and Hurricane Katrina reveal how much racism and sexism shape our definition of heroism.
One of the biggest factors is the occupational segregation that makes jobs filled primarily by White men heroic occupations. The best example of this would be the New York City fire department. In a city where about 23% of the population is white and male, 92% of the firefighters are white men. This is not a reflection of personal preferences, many women and minority fire fighters have faced harassment and discrimination. What makes this even worse is that the number of Black and Latino firefighters in New York has decreased since the 1960s…yes it has decreased. The police department fairs somewhat better, but still does not reflect the ethnic make-up of the city.
After 9/11 the racial and gender make up of the fire department was very obvious to any outside observer who watch the numerous pictures of heroes. On that day, out of over 300 firefighters only 12 Latino firefighters, 12 Black firefighters and no women fire fighters died. What was even more telling was the controversy that emerged over a proposed statue to honor the firefighters who died. The statue was based on the now famous photo of three White firefighters who raised the US flag in still smoldering rubble of the World Trade Center. The controversy erupted, when artists designing the statue want to deviate from the photo by having a multiracial group of firefighters depicted in the statue.
The media and many of the Americans consume it also contribute to this problem by anointing White men as heroes and ignoring others. One of the heroes was a black woman flight attendant Cee Cee Lyles, who called her husband and provided some of the information about what was going on Flight 93, which later crashed in Pennsylvania.
While her story was mentioned it never inspired the same media coverage as those of the Whites who died. Media outlets know that Whites make great victims and heroes, and they actively seek them out, when they anoint heroes in the wake of tragedy.
Now we have had another major American tragedy. Much of the city of New Orleans is destroyed, and the search for heroes is much different. Unlike 9/11, the media as had not had the convenient White male heroes for a few reasons. First and foremast the racial makeup of the city and the first responders was not as White as it was in New York. Rather than anointing the police as heroes, reporters noted that many police disappeared, and they admonished the Black police chief for this. A quick google search on Katrina heroes produces interesting results. The three groups most commonly mentioned–hospital workers; people rescuing animals, and the coast guard included numerous women. No political leaders, a la Rudy Giuliani, few mentions of police officers, and very few stories telling the stories of specific people. To many Americans, the working class Blacks of New Orleans make great victims, but they don’t make great heroes like White male stock brokers, politicians, firefighters, and police men.
No the heroes in New Orleans are not the usual suspects. Their mayor and the governor are not White men, and they are being held up to more scrutiny than Giuliani and Pataki (some of it rightfully so, but still much more). Everybody knows President Bush in his fly over analysis of the Superdome was not a hero. The police were unable to patrol the city given the mass destruction, and most of the middles class White men that fit the mold of our commonly held stereotypes were almost nowhere to be found, and because the usual suspects are not available the media and many Americans have been forced to look outside the mold for heroes. This has really created a dearth of heroes; I’m not saying there are no heroes, but the New Orleans heroes have been nearly invisible compared to the 9/11 heroes
Two young African American males really exemplify New Orleans heroism. One is 6 year old Deamonte Love, who helped to take care of his younger siblings and neighbors when they were separated from their parents, a tall task for a small child. Another hero was Jabbar Gibson, who commandeered a bus and drove over 50 people to the Astrodome, even though he had never driven a bus before. Even though Gibson helped evacuate people when no one else was, people had a hard time seeing him as a true hero. The local media even speculated about what the legal ramificationswould be since Gibson took the bus.
The good news is that many people realize that Gibson is a hero, in spite of the limited media coverage. In fact, someone has started an online petition to award Gibson with a scholarship and the Presidential Medal of freedom.
Heroes come in many forms, and our ability to see and create heroes is often related to racism and sexism. Who gets to be a hero? What do you think could be done to reframe heroism and overcome the racism in sexism in the media and in the structure of our occupations?
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Those men (and those like them whose deeds were not recorded) were my heros in New Oreleans as well Rachel.
The media will build up their heros, and quite frankly their heros will always serve the needs of those in power. I think we have to build up alternative heros, like you do in this post.
To tell you the truth, the Katrina heroes I remember the most are Deamonte and Jabbar, who I believe was under 20 years of age. They represent the hope of NOLA, because of their youth, ordinary background, and lack of formal rescue skill yet ability to do the obvious right thing. If they can do it, lots of ordinary people have the capacity to do it! And, of course, there were many such unsung heroes in Katrina.
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During huricane katrina our place we found shelter started to fall apart.when we left to find shelter from the storm I found nothing but masses of water and high wind.While in the storm at eight or nine in the moring we saw a car.Thinking no one could be in it we aparoched it driving threw three foot of water coming in our truck.My finace was prengent with my first son as we saw death out side our windows.I just got out of the hospital three day before
from a motor cycle accident. My leg is swollen with torn leggiments from falling on it with it behind me.Hardley able to walk with a brace on because they can,t do the surgey before katrina comes.
We see a car all most floating in the storm.As we aporace the car seeing nothing because of the mass of wind and rain.There are break lights though.As we pull up on the side of the car I notice two older people that car is filling with water.It,s heading down the media to were between two roads filling with water to sink them to the bottom it is atleast ten feet.Knowing if I don,t get them now they will surely die.There not my mom and dad but they are some one,s.Looking for something to tie off with in the back knowing I can barely stand for my self.There is nothingfor me in sight.With no chance to drive were they are with out killing us both.I tell her if I lose my footing or fall you drive away.There is deep holes of water all around the truck.this is the high ground and water is coming in the truck also making it miss with 100 mph winds or better seeming like it,s going to flip us.Thinking in the safty of our truck what should I do.Save my self and say I,m going for help knowing they will surely die with the water at the neck.Decidinng
that I couldn,t live with my self if I didn,t help them.Knowing that as I walk threw all hell with wind pushing me around trying to dodge debres.Wading threw four foot of water my girlfreind screams there,s alagators.As I look around there are alagators swimming all around me as I see a sign for a mass alagator farm across the street.There are alagators every were small to very large.Going back to the truck to hypervenlate I am truley scared with vey little chance to survive if I go back out there.No matter I didn,t know what the out come would be.I wasn,t thinking of hero forms,awards or media covarage.These people are going to die.There was a moment of silence before I tell patrice I love her and no matter what don,t look back if anything happens.I rage a war with the wind and aligators with soda can,s keeping back.With one leg I wade and swim to find two alive people in seat belts with very little movement.As there car is sinking they didn,t even undo
there seat belts.Reaching down to find there seat belt,s because shock has set in.I relize That I have to carry them out with one leg.
There names are HAROLD AND ANN LADNER .With no thought
of ever making it I figured What better way to die than doing gods
work as I try to sell this to my self taking shallow breaths.Making two trips to get both of them.This was the bravest thing I have ever done.I was willing to trade my self for them because I coulnd,t
look behind or pull off with out.Almost being swept away a few times with no one to save me.I threw everything I tried to keep in back of my truck from the storm out as she opened the back door with a few pushes with no time to examin any of it.I gave my life and all that I tried to save for two people who don,t know me orI don,t know.I brought them to ocean springs hospital in Mississippi
were I droped them off to never seen them again.Though I would like to no news media want,s my story because I,m a low class white guy with a costruction back ground.They asked do I have video .My reply was that I forgot to set up my camera.They acted if I was lying or just didn,t want to show me as hero.This hurts really bad when you see the sorry hereo stories they write about after all I did.Maybe it,s because when I talk a have a black slang
sence I grew up IN the black comunity.My sister is married to a black man with 2 children and they are proude of there uncle dave
Charmaine Neville was my hero in the New Orleans floods… I will never forget the interview with her on CNN.