62Off Topic-Hurricane Andrew
- Aug 15, 2004Jeb Bush says Charley has already caused 15 billion dollars in damage.
The Hurricane Andrew Cover-up
The authorities grossly understated the death toll from hurricane
the worst natural disaster in US history, and left thousands of
die in a zone contaminated by radiation.
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THE EMERGENCY ALERT THAT CAME TOO LATE
The largest natural disaster ever recorded in the history of the
States was hurricane Andrew, which struck South Dade County, Florida,
midnight turned the clock into August 24, 1992. Contrary to what the
American news media broadcast across the United States and throughout
Europe, the first outer wall of the hurricane unexpectedly slammed
South Dade, packing 214+ mph winds which quickly escalated to 350+
of the 414,151 residents living in the danger zone were asleep when
outer wall struck. Thousands of them lost their lives, for no one in
Dade had been evacuated or even advised to evacuate. Instead,
been repeatedly informed by local news media that South Dade should
to experience "50 mph winds".
By 11.00 am the following morning, 8,230 mobile homes along with 9,140
apartments had vanished off the face of the Earth. The Hiroshima-like
was beyond catastrophic. Entire families perished in ways too
describe. The stench of death had already begun to saturate miles and
of the massive devastation; the hot humid air was reeking with foul,
How do I know? Because I was in the midst of it all.
Never will I forget the frantic, last-minute "emergency alert"
that was aired on television just before all hell broke loose. My son
had the TV on, hoping to catch an updated report on the hurricane,
screen suddenly went blank with a loud warning signal. Before we knew
panic-stricken voice began the announcement:
We interrupt this program to bring you an emergency alert from the
Broadcast Emergency Center. This is an emergency alert! I repeat,
this is an
emergency alert! The outer winds of hurricane Andrew have just
Florida coast. Hurricane Andrew has unexpectedly shifted five degrees
I repeat, Hurricane Andrew has shifted five degrees south. Andrew is
expected to strike South Dade within minutes. I repeat, Andrew is
to strike South Dade within minutes. All South Dade residents should
immediate cover! I repeat, all South Dade residents should take
cover! This is an emergency alert!
Our tiny pre-fab apartment, which was nothing more than a glorified
home, had been constructed to withstand maximum wind speeds of 90
blood-curdling announcement gripped us both. Paralysed by sheer
bulging eyes stayed glued to the television as the voice continued.
All South Dade residents are advised to stay put! Do not attempt to
Within seconds, we actually heard hurricane Andrew bearing down on us,
slamming into us with all the force of a speeding locomotive. The
wall of winds crashed against our tiny apartment like an exploding
Glasses flew off the kitchen counter, shattering onto the quaking
Hanging pictures plunged straight down the walls towards the ground.
huge hanging mirror crashed on top of the television set, spraying the
living room with shattered glass. The entire apartment resembled a
old train, shaking fiercely out of control while rumbling down a
track. The screeching winds quickly transformed into the piercing,
hum of a jet engine, sounding as if it had sucked us inside! It was so
deafening, all other noises ceased to exist. It felt like a monstrous
earthquake-and-tornado hitting at the same time!
Before either one of us could react, the metal front door of our
began to peel steadily downward towards the floor, like a piece of
paper. Then the voracious jaws of Andrew attacked for the final kill.
mega-giant, two-storey-tall, solid concrete transformer pole with
cables attached, torpedoed right through our living room wall and
exploding the entire building on impact! And that was just the
ATROCITIES IN THE AFTERMATH
There isn't a person on the face of this Earth who will ever convince
that hurricane Andrew was a "hurricane" by any sense of the
ask any survivor of Andrew what the six-and-a-half-hour siege was
the answer will always be the same. "We didn't have any prior
heard hurricane Andrew suddenly bearing down on us like a speeding
locomotive." This is the same description given by survivors of
F-5 tornadoes (packing winds of 350+ mph)--the only difference being
tornadoes strike for just seconds, whereas hurricane Andrew struck and
stayed for hours on end.
The injuries of those who survived were mind-boggling. I had a broken
with eight teeth knocked out. Huge shards of glass impaled my body so
deeply, they were impossible to remove without the aid of a scalpel.
injuries were so severe that they permanently affected my eyesight.
But I was only one amongst thousands of severely injured victims who
struggled to survive the aftermath. For ten long days we were roped
the outside world by United States military forces, leaving us
no food, no water, no medical supplies, no shelter. Suffering from
shell-shock, we waited and waited for rescue teams to arrive, but
never happened. None of the injured in the roped-off areas was ever
from the devastation. It was the worst gut-wrenching betrayal I have
experienced. I saw grown men lying on the ground in the foetal
moaning and groaning pathetically as they tried to hug and rock
My son was amongst them.
Don't get me wrong. United States military forces were indeed present
roped-off areas within hours of Andrew ending. But they were not
help survivors. The National Guard along with the Coast Guard, the
FEMA (the Federal Emergency Management Agency), Metro Dade Police,
police and local police removed dead bodies and body parts as quickly
possible during those first ten days of the aftermath. Horrified
watched as both uniformed and civilian- clothed men searched the
filled body bags, which they then stacked in military vehicles or huge
refrigerator trucks normally used to transport food, only to drive
leave the stranded injured to fend for themselves.
Not until I managed to escape the aftermath did I discover that the
"thermo-king" sections of these same refrigerator trucks, jam-packed
wall-to-wall body bags, ended up being stored at Card Sound Navy Base,
located in an isolated area just above the Florida Keys. The inside
temperature was kept cool by portable generators until the bodies were
either incinerated or just plain dumped into huge open grave pits.
Those working on the body pick-up operation were forced to take what
known as the Oath of Sworn Secrecy, which is strictly enforced by the
government. Many of them plunged into shock, once exposed to the
devastation and countless mutilated bodies.
The horrors were way beyond human comprehension. I can vouch for
this, as I
accidentally stepped on the severed hand of a young child when I
crawled out of the debris, only to witness shortly thereafter two dead
teenagers and the decapitated body of a baby girl.
Fighting mental shock became such a big problem for the body pick-up
that a special group of psychiatrists had to be brought in to help
with it. I believe this in itself is the reason why many who worked
body collection didn't comprehend the tragic consequences this would
inevitably lead to in the future.
The survivors of hurricane Andrew and the rest of the American people
betrayed by their own government. But the betrayal also extended to
nationals. At the time Andrew struck, South Dade was inhabited by a
population of Mexican illegal immigrants. The United States
Immigration was fully aware of their presence but quietly turned its
the situation, knowing full well that South Dade farmers couldn't
harvest their crops without the help of the Mexican illegals. The
populated migrant camps were situated at the edge of the Florida
The people who lived there vanished without a trace during that fated
Many bodies were found way out in the Everglades.
When I lectured at the Clearwater Convention in Florida in 1999, a
the audience stood up and introduced himself as Chief Petty Officer
Howard. He proceeded to address the audience with this exact
which is now a matter of public record:
Just for your information, I was called up to active duty after
Andrew went through South Dade County. I spent nine weeks down there.
will certify for the benefit of our audience here that the death
that were officially published are totally inaccurate. According to
information which I received from my own sources within the National
the figure I was quoted when I was down there was 5,280-something.
were quietly disposed of in incinerators that were hurriedly put
both the National Guard and FEMA...
As the Chief Petty Officer stated, "5,280-something" bodies were
by the United States National Guard. In addition to this, the Coast
independently confiscated "1,500 bodies" from the lakes and
waters. Neither one of these figures embraces the number of dead
confiscated by other branches of federal and state government directly
involved in the body pick-up operation. This leaves the number of dead
confiscated by various US authorities in South Dade still unknown.
The total number who died during hurricane Andrew is obviously
yet whenever the "official death toll" is mentioned in the media, a
of anywhere between 15 and 59 is quoted. The population of the 21
communities annihilated by Andrew's eye-wall had been officially
the Dade County Census Bureau as 415,151 before Andrew struck.
Bodies of human beings confiscated and disposed-of like rubbish, as
lives had no more worth or meaning than a piece of discarded litter--
horrifying to be suddenly confronted by the same kind of atrocities as
perpetrated by the Nazis. Once again repeating history, a master-
cover-up was dutifully carried out by armed military forces, right
the midst of horrendous human suffering.
To complete this historical comparison, in the same way that many
who lived near Nazi concentration camps were unaware or in denial of
atrocities close by, so too were many residents who were located just
outside the catastrophic devastation left behind by Andrew's eye-wall.
So what actually did take place when Andrew survivors tried to get
those collecting dead bodies in the aftermath? Well, I for one can
About the third day into the aftermath, a long line of police cars
cautiously drove into my area during the late afternoon. We had not
contact with any other people from outside the devastation up until
point. There were approximately 12 to 15 police cars comprising this
caravan, each marked from different locations throughout the state.
was driven by a man dressed in a dark police uniform and had three
plain-clothed men riding as passengers, making a total of four men in
Someone from our group spotted the caravan and ran to get me, knowing
had been badly injured and urgently needed emergency medical help. My
twenty-five-year-old son and one other adult male survivor helped
to the caravan. We hurried towards the lead car. It stopped moving
approached the driver's side. The officer sitting behind the wheel
down the window. For a few moments he rudely ignored us, at one point
us an impatient look of disgust.
This is the exact conversation and course of events that took place.
"Please, sir, I need medical help," I begged, barely able to speak.
The officer sitting behind the wheel sighed heavily. He turned his
from me and gazed out his windshield. The other three men in the car
looked at me.
"Sir, please, I need to get to a hospital...," I begged frantically.
The officer took his time about reaching over to turn off the engine.
another sigh, he slowly opened the door and climbed out. He then
to close the door and stood there with his legs spread astride.
"Lady, do me a favour," he answered. "Find yourself a piece of paper
pencil. Write down your name and social security number next to the
telephone number of your nearest living relative. Tuck the piece of
your pocket so tomorrow, when I find your body, I'll know who to
"No! No!" I cried out. "You don't understand. I need to get to a
I've been badly injured."
"No! You're the one who doesn't understand," he hissed back.
With that, he reached over to his holster and took out his gun. He
me, forcing me up against the side of the car, and proceeded to put
barrel of the gun against my temple. I heard the hammer cock.
From the position he had pushed me into, I could see directly into
The man sitting in the front passenger seat looked away from me
glancing down at the floor. The two passengers in the back seat
heads quickly, staring out the window on the opposite side of the car.
My son and the other survivor watched as the officer had pulled back
hammer on the gun. So shocked out of their minds by what they were
witnessing, neither one could move!
"You don't belong here!" the officer growled, pressing the barrel
side of my head. "Now you get the hell outta here before I blow away
He shoved my face into the car window and then released me. Someone
me from behind and whirled me around so fast, I didn't have time to
Before I knew it, I was being thrown over a shoulder. My rescuer took
running as fast as he could! I caught a brief glimpse of my son
to me. With one gigantic leap, he and the survivor who carried me,
behind a pile of debris. All three of us crashed on top of each other
"I'll shoot your damn asses!" the officer's voice rang out.
When hurricane Andrew slammed into South Dade, the State Attorney of
was none other than Janet Reno. Her office was located at the Dade
Court House in the City of Miami. The President of the United States
President George H.W. Bush, and the Vice-President was Dan Quayle.
Clinton was running for President, and Al Gore for Vice-President.
Bob Graham held office, and the late Lawton Chiles was Governor of
His successor turned out to be Jeb Bush, still the Governor of
ironically enough, the son of former President Bush whose other son,
W. Bush, the then Governor of Texas, has since become the "self-
President of the United States...
Curious how the United States Government evacuated Homestead Air
just before hurricane Andrew struck, yet never released the
the civilians of South Dade.
"This is worse than anything we saw in Saudi," said Master Sgt Lester
Richardson (who had spent six months in the Middle East during
Desert Storm) one week into the aftermath. "These people need a
The survivors did need "a miracle", but what we got instead didn't
anything near it.
While we remained roped off from the outside world by Metro Dade
the military, the news media reported grossly understated information
the first day onward.
On August 24, 1992, the morning hurricane Andrew ended, the Miami
Andrew Hits Hardest in South Dade. Five thousand people were left
by the storm, Metro Dade Police Director announced. They'll be moved
shelters in North Dade.
Over subsequent days, the Miami Herald read as follows:
August 25, 1992:
Destruction at Dawn. Among worst hit in the Country Walk area of
few homes escaped at least minor damage and many were utterly
killed in Dade.
August 27, 1992:
The Toll Rises. 22 dead as the search continues. 63,000 homes
175,000 homeless. 1 million without power.
August 28, 1992:
WE NEED HELP. Relief effort collapsing due to United States inaction,
charges. Aid us now or more will die, Feds told. As Dade County's
relief effort neared collapse Thursday, more than 1,500 airborne US
were ordered into the county to cope with what is now being called
natural disaster in United States history. The move came after a day
bitter sniping among agencies that share responsibility for the relief
United States aid official Wallace Stickler stated: "Andrew has
destruction and affected more people than any disaster America has
Dade County's Emergency Director pleaded for federal help, one angry
among many that spoke in dire terms of needs unmet. Frustrated to the
of tears, Kate Hale said that the relief project was on the brink of
collapse, a victim of incompetence and political games:
"Where the hell is the cavalry on this one? We need food! We need
need people! If we do not get more food into the south end [South
Dade] in a
very short period of time, we are going to have more casualties!
"We have a catastrophic disaster. We are hours away from more
are essentially the walking wounded. We have appealed through the
the Federal Government. We've had a lot of people down here for press
conferences. But Dade County is on its own. Dade County is being
the middle of something and we are being victimized.
"Quit playing like a bunch of kids and get us aid! Sort out your
On the same day Hale made the desperate plea, Miami Herald staff
Martin Merzer and Tom Fiedler wrote:
The question echoed through the debris Thursday: If we can do it for
Bangladesh, for the Philippines, for the Kurds of northern Iraq, why
God's name can't we deliver basic necessities of life to the ravaged
population of our own Gold Coast?"
The short answer: because no single person or agency is in charge.
The result: a planeload of food and equipment is still a rarity.
delivering goods, helicopter pilots shuttle government officials who
sit idle. Metro police turn away individuals trying to bring in food
water to a barren South Dade.
On August 29, 1992, six days into the aftermath, the Miami Herald
Problems Plague Red Cross. The man on the phone wanted to donate 100
electric generators, extension cords and enough tools to build a small
subdivision. But the operator who took his call at the Red Cross
Center in Miami had no idea what to do with the offer.
"We get a call, we take a message, we give it to somebody who signs
somebody else," said the operator, Melitta de Liefd. "We have no idea
happens to it. The whole place is being run by senior citizens and
Welcome to Red Cross headquarters--where the brains of Dade County
effort have been knocked almost unconscious most of the week.
Callers offering services and supplies are put on hold. Others can't
through at all. The hurt and suffering plead for help over ham radio.
On August 29, 1992, one week after hurricane Andrew struck, the Fort
Lauderdale Sun Sentinel reported 250,000 people homeless in South
A NUCLEAR INCIDENT
Of course, the rather "insignificant" incident resulting from
bombarding the Turkey Point Nuclear Power Plant was not aired by the
media either nationally or abroad.
Tom Dubocq reported in the Miami Herald of September 5, 1992:
Demolition crews toppled a 400-foot smokestack at Turkey Point
Power Plant [owned by Florida Power and Light Company], Friday
4]. The stack, which had a gaping 200-foot crack, was dropped without
hitch, a Florida Power and Light [FPL] spokesman said. The other
at the plant will be salvaged. Turkey Point will be shut down for
months while repairs are made. The cost will exceed $90 million,
to an initial damage reportÉ
When Turkey Point was built in the 1960s, its main structures were
to withstand 235 mph winds. Hurricane Andrew was clocked at 164 mph
plant. FPL officials don't know why the smokestack didn't hold up...
One hundred million dollars worth of damage resulted from the nuclear
plant's smokestack having been cracked wide open. The plant is
approximately 15 miles northeast of where I lived. How well I recall
leaflets circulated several months before Andrew struck, advising all
residents within a "thirty-five mile radius" of Turkey Point nuclear
to be aware of the potential hazards involved if an event such as a
disaster or unexpected catastrophe happened. Such a grim reminder of
Could it be more than coincidence that within 24 hours of hurricane
ending, all 12 survivors in my little group, including our animals,
out in big, raw, oozing sores which itched and burned at the same
suffered horrible headaches which made us so nauseous we had the dry
and our stomachs cramped badly from sudden onsets of diarrhoea. These
symptoms lasted well over three months. Within a relatively short
time, each one of our surviving animals died from cancer.
HURRICANE BUREAU'S FAILURE TO WARN
Speaking of coincidence, I often wonder what kind of a coincidence it
that the National Hurricane Bureau is responsible for reporting to
Department of Commerce--especially considering that during 1992 South
Florida did $31 billion worth of trade in tourism.
Hurricane Andrew had barely left Florida, heading for Louisiana, when
Division of Tourism placed a $47,000 advertisement in USA Today,
"Florida, we're still open".
"Most people have very short memories. We're all sort of banking on
said Donal Dermody, Director of the Nova University Center for
Kind of puts a big damper on belief in the human race: hide the truth,
ignore the suffering, do it for a dollar!
What upsets me most is the incident that happened during the late
hours just prior to Andrew striking. I had just walked out to the
dumpsters, located by the parking lot, to throw away some garbage. I
to head back to the apartment when the horn of an oncoming car began
blasting away. I looked up to see a familiar resident, whom I had
on many different occasions, heading directly towards me. This
individual worked at Metrozoo. Being affiliated with wild animals, he
frequently stopped by to ask me questions about the behaviour of
species. He sped right up to me and then slammed on the brakes.
"Come here!" he whispered excitedly.
I leaned down close to him. "What's the matter?"
"Listen!" he paused to look around nervously. "You've got to get the
outta here now!"
"Why?" I asked, puzzled by his behaviour.
"I haven't got time to explain," he whispered. "But I just came from
National Hurricane Bureau in the Gables. Gotta friend of mine who
there; bigwig--know what I mean?"
"Yeah..." I nodded.
"Well, this isn't for public information, if you get my drift," he
rapidly. "But the National Hurricane Bureau has known all along that
hurricane Andrew is going to slam into South Dade! They're telling the
public it's going to come in at Palm Beach because they want Miami
evacuated, and there aren't enough shelters for South Dade residents
evacuate to. They don't wanna cause panic. So they're keeping quiet.
all a bunch of god-damn sitting ducks! You got to get the hell outta
This is a killer hurricane! Nobody's ever seen anything like this
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, shocked out of my mind. "You mean Andrew's
over South Dade?"
"Damn straight! That's exactly what I mean! They figure the eye of
is coming right in over us! Those fellas at the National Hurricane
have known it all along! I'm gettin' the hell outta here now! Shit,
this thing is a killer hurricane! Listen, I gotta run! Get your son
the hell out now! You ain't gonna have a shot in hell once it hits!"
I ran into the apartment and called my son at work, begging him to
so we could get out. I had no reason to disbelieve anything I had just
heard. I knew my neighbour well enough to know he wouldn't fabricate
anything like this. So I related the entire conversation to my son,
was stunned! Eric said he would leave work within a few minutes, but
minutes ticked on they dragged into hours.
Another immediate course of action I took after hearing the terrifying
warning from my neighbour was to phone the local CBS television
located in Miami. I called three separate times. Each time, my call
directly into the local news broadcast room of meteorologist Bryan
Although I never spoke to Norcross directly, I did manage to speak to
separate individuals working in the broadcast room.
I specifically stated: "I live in South Dade, adjacent to Metrozoo and
within walking distance of Country Walk, in a pre-fab apartment that
constructed to withstand up to 90 mph winds. Should I evacuate?"
All three individuals advised and reassured me that I was situated in
area. There definitely wasn't need for me to take any evacuation
Meanwhile, one work catastrophe after another seemed to crash down on
son, until finally it was just too late for us to evacuate. By the
got home it was almost midnight. Within minutes of his arrival, Andrew
slammed into us with full force.
ONGOING TRAGEDIES FROM THE COVER-UPS
It's not easy dealing with the anguish I feel because of all the
lies. So much suffering resulted. It took three-and-a-half weeks
son and I managed to escape the devastation on our own. Homeless and
penniless, with no insurance to cover our losses, we slowly made our
north towards Broward County, our only possessions being the clothes
backs and a demolished van. The long, agonising journey turned out to
another nightmare from hell.
Over 4,000 people were officially listed as "Missing" in Andrew when
parted South Dade. I had lost 23 pounds during those wretched weeks
trapped in the devastation and still had not received any medical
Little did I realise it would take another three weeks before a
even agree to see me without any money or identification. By then,
had passed since I had been injured. Most of my teeth had turned a
grey colour because the nerves had died as a result of fierce blows
head, complicated by my broken jaw. The final heartbreak came when
discovered the optic nerve in both my eyes had begun to die off--which
meant, because of the head injuries, I was going blind.
This may sound strange but, regardless, it is the truth. Today, in
2001, there still remain three ongoing tragedies created by hurricane
cover-ups--tragedies which remain unbearable for the survivors to
The first tragedy is the horrifying fact that the bodies of our loved
were intentionally confiscated from us by our own government and then
inhumanely disposed of. Without graves, or some kind of memorial
their memory, we have no hope of reaching closure.
The second tragedy is the impact the cover-ups had in downplaying,
dismissing and ignoring our horrendous suffering.
And the third tragedy is the great number of Andrew survivors who were
inevitably forced to join the ranks of approximately 10 million other
homeless Americans struggling to stay alive on the streets. With 10
Americans homeless, and another 32 million Americans going to sleep
each night, the United States Government can't truthfully claim to be
government for all the people.
Maybe it's just me, but I honestly thought the world learned a lesson
the Nuremberg trials in Germany: "Evil can only be defined as absence
SIMILARITIES IN TURKEY
On June 20, 2000, I flew to Istanbul, Turkey, where I lectured at a
international conference. While visiting there, I was asked if there
anything I specifically wished to do or see. My simple answer came
"Yes, I would like to visit the areas that were devastated by the
earthquakes last August and November and spend time with the
The following day my simple wish was granted. I was graciously
escorted by a
medical doctor who had unselfishly devoted many hours of practice in
devastated regions. When he informed me that 20,000+ died in August
during the Izmit earthquake and that another 20,000+ died in November
the Bolu earthquake, I was stunned. This was not what the news media
"Are you saying that between the two earthquakes last year, over
people died?" I asked.
His eyes filled with tears. "Yes," he nodded sadly. "Over 40,000
perished, between the two disasters."
The horrendous destruction I saw matched every word he stated. I
areas where the earth had opened up, swallowing entire buildings
closing back up again, like a giant white shark gulping down its
understood when weeping survivors squeezed my hand tightly, too
grief to explain how they never found the bodies of their loved ones.
pauses of silence took over when tears replaced words.
The poverty I witnessed was too startling to escape my poorly sighted
Pathetic cardboard-type huts, covered by plastic sheets, greeted me
everywhere I went. Then there were the bleak rows of government-funded
temporary housing which lacked simple basic needs like indoor private
I often wonder, now that I've returned back home, how those Turkish
survivors weathered the 115° temperatures of July, since their
housing lacked proper insulation and air-conditioning. As the month of
August began to unfold, torrential rains bombarded the country,
new kind of disaster: flash flooding. How many lives were lost to this
The most pathetic survivors of all are children. Like many of the
who survived hurricane Andrew, many Turkish children whom I saw who
longer smile or play. Shell-shock has very pronounced effects on the
often, they stop communicating altogether.
One little girl in particular caught my attention. Her arm had been
injured, twisted into a permanent position of deformity. She stood
still, holding her hair in her good hand, never moving or showing any
"She needs medical attention," I said to the doctor.
"Yes," he agreed, "a lot of the young survivors desperately need
His answer puzzled me. "But I thought financial aid was donated from
"Yes," he nodded, "but most of the money ended up in the pockets of
government officials. It never reached the survivors."
How well I knew what that meant. How well indeed.
After pausing, he added, "When the earthquakes struck, one foreign
offered to construct a hospital at the devastated site. But because of
political differences, our government refused the offer."
I left the Turkish people, wondering: what kind of future is man
for himself? Only one thought came to mind: "Evil can only be defined
absence of empathy..."
This article is based on excerpts reprinted in The Unopened Files,
& 18, 2000, originally published in k.t. Frankovich's book, Where
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k.t. Frankovich has had a distinguished career as a writer in film and
television, winning the 1975 Gold Venus award for documentary film
She has devoted her personal life to rescuing abandoned, lost and
animals. k.t. is a poet and an author of short stories and several
She is a frequent guest on radio talk shows across the US, and is
about exposing the tragedies surrounding the hurricane Andrew