A.D. After the Deluge
When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts
Elton John at JazzFest
Beasts of the Southern Wild
Waking Up Naked in Strange Places
The Louisiana Story
A Streetcar Named Desire
The re-opening of the Canal Street Cars.
Bonus: Red beans and rice
Eight years ago, I was hitting the refresh command on the Times-Picayune website over and over, hoping something good would appear. It did. After reading of people gathering in the Marriott's hallways in order to avoid window shrapnel, after reading about attic gatherings and power outages, after reading about wind damage, I just wanted to read that the sun had risen again.
Then, silence. No matter how I tried, hitting 'refresh' didn't change the last entry at the time: "Red beans and rice..." The sun did rise, and with it the waters of New Orleans rose. And then New Orleans sat underwater for six weeks. At least, 80% of it did anyway.
That's a very nice number. New Orleans population is up to 80% of pre-Katrina population. Tomorrow, August 29th, I'm going to eat a deluge of red beans and rice.
So, you go to a Chinese restaurant. There's four of you. You each order your own entree. 14.95 apiece, let's say.
Next time, you go and get family style. Same amount of food, but it's only $12.00 apiece.
Now, let's say you're a larger group. You get everything you wanted, but it's $9.00 each.
So, you go again, but this time someone says they forgot their wallet. So it's $11.00 each, but one person is covered.
There will come a point where, even if you get everything you want, you will begrudge the guy who didn't have his wallet. How many people must forget wallets before you have to pay more than if you got your own entree?
Here is the Republican mindset. They would rather pay more than allow one person to pay less.
Republicans hate dim-sum. And they don't want you to have it because of their fear that someone, somewhere, isn't paying their share.
Katrina is seven today. I can't believe how fast she has grown.
This is the first year since the Federal Levee Failure that I haven't been to New Orleans. (I went twice last year.) I'm not an expert. I'm a tourist. I visit and revisit for the food, the music, the art, the architecture, the decadence, the cemeteries, the bridges, the waterways, and, sure, the alcohol. Every trip, except one, I've been with Julie. Sometimes just the two of us; sometimes in a group.
I wish I were there. Maybe not today, exactly, as a storm named Isaac is battering and threatening the city on the seventh anniversary of Katrina's birth. But I wish I were there at some point. There's only so long I can go without eating at the Green Goddess. Or grabbing late-night snacks at the Quartermaster. Or hearing amazing music (from out on the sidewalk or inside with a seat) coming from Snug Harbor. Or covering myself with powdered sugar from Café du Monde. Or watching as Julie eats Acme oysters, which I think is about the strangest thing she does.
Isaac is not Katrina. Not nearly as mature. A little under-developed, in fact. But we'll read about how Isaac is like Katrina, and how Isaac has a more attentive upbringing than Katrina did, acting as though, with this second child, we've become better parents.
Katrina is the real star. She's still not that good of a swimmer; but she has learned to talk like an adult.
The Port Townsend High School (where I graduated) got a new superintendent, who wants to get rid of the name 'The Redskins.' This name has been in use since at least 1926. (I haven't been able to figure out how to write "their mascot is the Redskins," so I'll have to ignore my subject/verb agreement for the rest of this.)
This is an issue many PT alumni feel strongly about. Some think the superintendent should be focusing on improving resources and educational opportunities. Some cling, almost religiously, to the name. Local natives, as in 1972 when this same issue came up, are fighting to save the name. Of course, others agree with the discontinuation, from mildly stating that the mascot is no longer appropriate for our times, all the way to emphatically declaring it racist and derogatory.
It is fascinating following this debate, taking place largely on an almost-public facebook group for PTHS alums, and on the opinion pages of the Port Townsend Leader.
Here's what I think: for now, keep the name. It's part of tradition and history for those in PT.
But don't ever name another team or school mascot that again.
This is my first 2012 dabble into LiveJournal.
He [Jehoram] was thirty-two years old when he began to reign, and he reigned eight years in Jerusalem. He conducted himself like the kings of Israel of the line of Ahab, since the sister of Ahab was his wife; and he did evil in the Lord's sight.
(2 Kings 8:17-18, New American Bible)
He [Ahaziah] was twenty-two years old when he began his reign, and he reigned one year in Jerusalem. His mother's name was Athaliah; she was the daughter of Omri, king of Israel. He conducted himself like the house of Ahab, doing evil in the Lord's sight as they did, since he was related to them by marriage.
(2 Kings 8:26-27, New American Bible)