mitch landrieu for mayor February 5, 2010
I really can’t imagine why anyone would vote for any of the other candidates. Mitch Landrieu gets it when it comes to New Orleans. He’s been paying attention. We made a huge mistake in re-electing Ray Nagin instead of putting Mitch Landrieu in charge of our recovery when we last had the chance. Let’s don’t blow it again.
I’ve been disturbed by the race-baiting that has been coming out of the Henry campaign. It sounds desperate. You don’t hear that kind of stuff from Mitch Landrieu, because he has spent his career building relationships with both black and white leaders. He’s not going to jeopardize those relationships over a mayoral primary. I would be very surprised if Landrieu resorted to running a race-based campaign even if he was pushed into a run off with Henry. I just don’t think that’s how the man rolls.
I also don’t want another person from the business community in the mayor’s office. We’ve had an eight-year experiment with running our government “like a business.” We became the national symbol for municipal mismanagement during our greatest crisis and its on-going aftermath. I think it’s time we elected someone who knows how to run the government like a government.
I must say that I think John Georges is nuts. He’s all over the place when you see him in person. He’ll say anything that pops into his head. Does that remind you of anyone?
I give James Perry much credit for not getting into the race-based attacks. Perry seems very intelligent and I would like to see him continue to serve the city. He seems to have a great deal of integrity. I am not voting for Perry, although I might if Mitch Landrieu was not in the race.
I want a mayor with more experience in dealing with the other players who are part of our political orbit. I’ve seen good people go into office with the best of intentions, only to get blocked at every turn because they don’t realize that being elected is only step one. There are some shrewd people wielding power in this city, and Mitch Landrieu is a shrewd person who knows how to wield it right back.
Ask yourself this - if there is another big hurricane threatening this city, who do you want in charge? Who do you want dealing with the state and federal government? Who do you want ordering the buses to get the poor and elderly out? Who do you want dealing with the NOPD? Nagin Lite? Crazy John Georges? A young man with little experience? I want Mitch Landrieu at the wheel, and I hope we elect him out-right on Saturday.
wham, bam, hanging ham February 1, 2010
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Ooo why, can’t cha spy boy
Prepare yourself to die boy
Medicene man got heap strong power
You know better than to mess with me
Mama Roux
Mama Roux
If you see a spy, boy, sittin’ in the bush
Mess ‘em on the head, give him a push
Get out the dishes, get out the pans
Oh he’s a pheasant for the medicine man
Mama Roux
(growl)
Mama Roux
(growl)
Queen is comin’, ooo, by me
Queen is comin’ ?
Better not get in the way
Got the second line fever today
Singin’ wham bam hangin’ ham
Come on down boy and now follow me
Singin’ wham bam thank you mam
Come on boy and follow me
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
wham bam thank you mam
Come boy now follow me
Singin’ wham bam hangin’ ham
Come on boy now follow me
Wham bam scam sam
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She was the Queen of the little red, white and blue.
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Me, Alli and Adrastos. Photo by Dr. A.
cosmic convergence January 17, 2010
Football season is converging with carnival season and it’s all good. This is the beginning of my yearly cycle. Creativity has struck. I’ve made the royalty gifts for Mama Roux. Krewe du Vieux King Dr. John gets a beaded cigar box with a small skull on top, filled with kitchen matches. Former royalty and lesser VIPs get beaded match boxes. I’m sitting here thinking about beading small match boxes to throw during the parade.
Mama Roux has a brand new, re-designed float, which is making us feel awfully special. We are looking forward to seeing Pat Robertson in hell. I can’t get over that guy. Is it so wrong to hope that a building falls on him?
The Divine Protectors of Endangered Pleasures have also been given a great honor this year. We have been asked to demonstrate our beaded bustier-making and have our own booth at Jazz Fest’s Folklife Village. As Divine Inspiration, I will be chairing the effort. We will appear during the first weekend. I can’t express how excited I am that we will be there, almost in the same class as the Mardi Gras Indians.
Susan Guidry’s campaign for city council district A is heating up fiercely. A poll showed Susan beating Jay Batt. We couldn’t be happier. The difference between Susan and Jay Batt is night and day. I really can’t imagine anyone voting for him. His platform seems to be that he learned from his mistakes in the past and he’s not going to be such a jerk if we give him another chance.
I have a perfectly wonderful houseguest whose company I am enjoying tremendously. I’m very busy at work and still spending a lot of time in Misissippi dealing with my funny, crazy family members. In fact, I am there right now. It’s 5:00 a.m. I was sleeping very soundly until I was jolted awake by the unmistakeable sounds of Eminem. My brother decided to watch “8-Mile” with the volume at full blast in the bedroom next door. Hello! Just another day at the funny farm.
I really need to start recording some of the nutty things my step-dad says. He is a Mississippi Cajun and has a gift for mangling the English language. He never calls anything by it’s right name. For instance, the TV remote is “the wand.” He’s getting older now and it’s getting worse, and funnier. He was talking about a relative who he thinks has bad manners, and he said, “she don’t have no bananas.”
what have you done for me lately? December 14, 2009
I went to the debate at Loyola tonight for the candidates for City Council District A. It wasn’t really a debate, it was more like an opportunity for the candidates to make an impression. I thought Susan Guidry did very well. She clearly has a grip on the issues that are important to District A and to the city. Susan is extremely intelligent and she’s obviously been doing her homework. She’s an attorney, and she has that measured way of thinking before she speaks.
The questions ranged from cemeteries to utilities. I submitted a question which was asked of all the candidates, “what have you done in the past five years to bring New Orleans back?” Jay Batt’s answer was not very good. He said he had been rebuilding his house and volunteering with Beacon of Light. I am not familiar with Beacon of Light, if someone wants to, um, enlighten me.
Susan Guidry answered that she had become president of the Parkview Neighborhood Association and had led efforts to close a nuisance bar in the neighborhood and to restore their firehouse. She has also worked with a coalition of District A neighborhood associations on issues like re-population, street lighting and blight. She also represented the Port of New Orleans in their successful Katrina lawsuit.
Virginia Blanque answered that she was a board member of the Mid-City Neighborhood Organization and that she worked for several months in Arnie Fielkow’s office.
Fred Robertson said that he basically hasn’t been doing enough.
UPDATE: It’s Beacon of Hope, not Beacon of Light. See comments. I thought Batt said Beacon of Light.
reindeer games December 12, 2009
I’m at my mother’s house in Jackson, MS. My mom loves Christmas. She has Christmas decorations in every room. Even the bathrooms have Santa toilet seat covers and Santa soap dispensers. The regular couch pillows have been changed out for red, gold and green ones. The front and back yards are lit up. The tree is loaded down with ornaments. We use the Christmas china for every meal.
For years, mom has put out two wooden reindeer in her front yard every Christmas. They stand on a field of white lights, representing “snow.” Every year, some pervert in this fine up-standing neighborhood sneaks over here in the middle of the night and stands one of the reindeer up on the back of the other one, making it look like they are screwing. What gets into people? Mom has sat up in the dark a few times trying to catch the culprit, but she never has. I’m beginning to think it’s an inside job, except that all the people who live here can barely walk, much less vandalize Christmas decorations.
My mother is more than a little eccentric. Now she has put two reindeer antlers on her car, with the red nose strapped to the front. I was a little embarrassed to go Christmas shopping in the reindeer-mobile, but it makes people laugh and I hardly know anyone here, anyway. We went to one store where there was a woman fighting with her husband. When they came outside and saw the reindeer-mobile, the frown lifted from her face and they both burst out laughing.
Merry Christmas!
fired up December 10, 2009
Oyster plugs the Hot NOLA Firefighters Calendar. I already have mine thanks to our Mama Roux captain, Viv. I’m especially partial to Mr. October.
I might have mentioned that Mama Roux needs a new float. Our old wagon is worn out. We had a junk sale last weekend and raised almost enough to get the new float. I couldn’t make it to the sale, but I donated a bunch of stuff.
I’m sitting here getting ideas for the royalty and captain’s gifts. I think it’s going to revolve around match boxes. I’m so excited that I’m going to make a gift for Dr. John.
I’m supposed to be thinking about Christmas, but instead I’m all fired up about burning in hell for Mardi Gras!
omar esta muerto
My friend Max pops up on YouTube.
(k)now what nola November 23, 2009
A new NOLA blog by James Wicht.
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