Violence in New Orleans, April, 2007
Yours Truly in a Swamp
Here goes: Violence -- freelance and institutionalized -- has always been a part of the modern New Orleans mystique. From Federal agents violating rights of Storyville prostitutes (to facilitate a wholesome image of The City as a fitting embarkation port for the largely pointless World War One). Down to pre-Katrina drug-trafficking cops, and rich Texans in fancy cafés beating old men to the ground. To today's armed Circle-K shopper and the suicide lover who butchered, cooked and ate his girlfriend before jumping off a hotel roof.
Violence? Yes, before The Storm and now. Always. Numbers? Always been a lot. Always! But I have not now, nor then, seen any. Think of when you have a tornado and the radio reports scare you and your friends while you otherwise hardly notice.
And if you want to see big numbers, look at the dead in Iraq (it is way
over a half million).
Violence is our religion,
we teach it in sports, in school. We attend Churches, Temples, and Mosques that offer dispensation from their very own Commandments forbidding it. We pay to watch it on television and in the movies. We elect leaders who promise to commit it in our name. We love violence and think it the best solution to most problems.
Hell, any problem, if Liberals would just let us! Got a problem, attack it with a gun and torchlight parade!
New Orleans has had its share of problems, and it, also, is American as cherry pie. Is it any wonder we find violence a solution?
But don't you dry-landers feel holier than us. Are you not also in America? Is there not a lot of violence in your town, too? Not to mention that it is on your credit card and your children's and your children's children's that Goofus W., and his heart-shunted V. P. are financing their war machinery without funds, plan, purpose or end.
A political ham bone. With the New Deal now killed off by Republican selfishness, they have the ham and wee the people have the bone, and their debt.
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What else can we do? Stop being in New Orleans? Stop being in America? No thanks. Then the war lords, domestic and foreign, will have won. Beat us down to their rule. No thank you.
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Although hurricane season begins June 1 the subtropical storm Andrea has already formed in the Atlantic three weeks early.