I VISITED the Los Angeles Fires (It’s WORSE Than We Imagined...)
What Happened to LA After the Largest Fire in History?
The media has already moved on, but I couldn’t. After hearing about the devastation caused by the largest fire in LA’s history, I flew 27 hours to see the aftermath for myself. What I found was far worse than I expected.
A City in Ruins
Entire neighborhoods reduced to ash. The heat was so intense that metal melted, cars crumpled, and homes were completely obliterated. Walking through the devastation, it was clear—this wasn’t just a fire; this was total destruction.
Among the ruins, one house stood untouched. Everything around it was gone, burned to nothing. How did it survive? Why was it spared? It was surreal to witness.
Where Is the Help?
The National Guard was present, blocking access to certain areas and preventing looting. But what I didn’t see was an army of workers clearing the rubble, rebuilding homes, or providing immediate relief. Equipment sat idle, debris piled up, and the process was moving painfully slow.
I tried speaking to residents, but many were angry and exhausted. They weren’t interested in cameras or media coverage. They wanted action. One resident approached me and made it clear—they feel forgotten.
Sifting Through the Ashes
Amidst the destruction, I saw volunteers searching through the rubble—not for major belongings, but for wedding rings, small jewellery, keepsakes—the last remnants of their past.
The air was thick with the smell of burned materials, melted plastics, and charred wood. Even after a short time in the area, I found myself coughing. This wasn’t just a disaster zone—it was still dangerous to breathe.
Lives Put on Hold
Schools were destroyed. Children won’t be returning to class anytime soon. Businesses were gone—classic cars, family-owned shops, entire livelihoods wiped out overnight.
One relief team I found had only six to eight people covering an entire disaster zone. This isn’t enough. The scale of the destruction requires a massive response, yet the help on the ground was nowhere near sufficient.
A Forgotten Disaster
As I drove through the wreckage, I kept hearing the same thing from those who did speak—where is the help?
The destruction goes on for miles. Rebuilding will take years, yet the world has already moved on. But for those living in this devastation, the nightmare is far from over.
I came to document the reality of what’s happening, and it’s clear—this isn’t over. The recovery is just beginning, and these people need support now more than ever.