“It’s Jenga meets pick-up sticks, which meets slinky rubber band”

From a distance, the wreckage of the Francis Scott Key Bridge in Baltimore looks like a heap of Tinkertoys some kid spilled on the floor. But from a Coast Guard boat that’s doing a loop around the debris, the sheer size of it is overwhelming.

Giant steel trusses jut up at precarious angles, and, like an iceberg, there’s a lot more below the surface, including about a mile of interstate highway. There are at least 11 cranes visible, all on barges, with tugboats nearby moving that wreckage.