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Leonard Earl Johnson (photo credit Frank Parsley) covered Hurricanes Katrina and Rita (2005), and the 2010 British Petroleum oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico for ConsumerAffairs.com. He is a contributor to Gambit Weekly, New Orleans Magazine, SCAT, Baton Rouge Advocate, Advocate Magazine, The Times-Picayune, Country Roads Magazine, Palm Springs Newswire and the anthologies: FRENCH QUARTER FICTION (Light of New Orleans Publishing), LOUISIANA IN WORDS (Pelican Publishing), LIFE IN THE WAKE (NOLAfuges.com), and more. Johnson is a former Merchant Seaman, and columnist at Les Amis de Marigny, New Orleans; and African-American Village. Attended Southern Illinois University, Carbondale, and Harry Lundeberg School of Seamanship at Piney Point, Maryland. Winner of the Press Club of New Orleans Award for Excellence, 1991, and given the Key to The City and a Certificate of Appreciation from the New Orleans City Council for a Gambit Weekly story on murder in the French Quarter.

Sunday, January 01, 2023

⚓ The Bishop Turned 74 / January 2023

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The Bishop Turned 74

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Roman à clef, cher!
by
 Leonard Earl Johnson 
of Lafayette and New Orleans, Louisiana

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LEJ's Louisiana

© 2023, Leonard Earl Johnson, All Rights Reserved 


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The Bishop of Lafayette does not seem too old for his job ~ given that slim Democrat, Joe Biden is President of the United States at age 80; and The Donald (his obese Republican nemesis and endless pretender to the same throne) is over 78.
 
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Still, retirement is required of Catholic Bishops at 75, and The Bishop has just turned 74.  

Hildegarde Bottlebrush added, "Cardinals are disallowed their vote for Pope after reaching 80."  

She pushed her wine glass toward an approaching server, who turned out to be Sylvia, one of the Cathedral's newest congregants, recently decamped to Lafayette off the passing campaign train of Red Women Warriors  for The Donald, with her buddy, Dillard.
                                              
The Rectory's formal dining hall glittered with The Bishop's birthday dinner, and the word, "retirement" was often spoken.   

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The Rector was host of the evening, and took the podium to present The Bishop with a gift: "In our day of seas rising and skies fall ..."  His words were not much heard by The Bishop, nor the assembled Cloth and their lay guests. Most were busy sizing up each other for the Bishop's seat opening soon.

The Rector presented The Bishop with his gift.  The Bishop held it up for all to see.  It was a small porcelain rocking chair inscribed with the initials: JFK, in gold leaf. 

Everyone knows the story of The Bishop's boyhood presence in Dealey Plaza that November day in 1963 ~ Just before Thanksgiving ~ when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated.  And everyone knows of The Bishop's treasured collection of JFK memorabilia.                                                                       

Everyone also knows that everyone present this night wants to be in that number behind the curtain knowing before all others the name of the new bishop; even possibly helping to choose him.  

None actually wants the title.  Except one big bearded Maurice duQuesnay, a University of Louisiana language Professor with a specialty in Hebrew and a dog named Saluki.
 
 
"Behind-the-curtain-power!  

"That is the real power in any organization on Earth," Hildegard Bottlebrush 
remarks to Balthazar.  Adding, "Perhaps even beyond."  

All are dressed in what might be called casual formal.  Hildegarde is in red sequins that glitter back at the candles on all the tables in the room.  Baltazar wears a blue tuxedo, with waistcoat and antique studs made of gold and mother of pearl.  His cuff links are actual little chain-links of gold attached to gold framed mother of pearl buttons.  No tie and, of course, white fisherman boots adorned with colored plastic jewels.

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Outgoing bishops, neighboring bishops, the apostolic nuncio, various members of the Roman Curia, and The Pope (Bishop of Rome) all play a role in the selection of new bishops. As do certain lay members of the flock, unofficially. 

One of the concurring bishops, along with The Pope, must be an archbishop and act as chairman of the selection committee. 

In this case, The Archbishop of New Orleans will fill the bill poetically. In Big Swamp City, On the marble plaque of the Basilica of Saint Louis King of France is a long list of rectors of this oldest cathedral in North America.  One of whom was Maurice duQuesnay, 1770 to 1776.  He is an antecedent to today's Maurice duQuesnay, the layman who would be usurper of the Bishopric of the Diocese of Lafayette, and currently the bicycle riding, longest serving faculty member at the University of Louisiana at Lafayette, U. La. La.

 Maurice duQuesnay, the latter, is no longer Catholic, but he would like to be bishop anyway.  He figures since he was born Catholic and attended 

♗The Man who would be Bishop♗

Jesuit Marquette University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin he qualifies. Even though he later came to follow the ideas of pre-Jesus Judaism.  Even becoming a crest on the wave reestablishing Temple Shalom, on Rue Lee, in downtown Lafayette. 
  

"Rabbi" duQuesnay, as he has come to be known, elevated to Catholic Bishop du Quesnay!?  

An idea on its surface ludicrous. 

But not to Maurice duQuesnay, who points out, "The oneness" of today's ecumenical movement, his own Catholic lineage and, "No requirement of church membership existed for any of the founders of The Faith, including Jesus, Himself."


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Dillard, a new member of the Cathedral Ladies Sodality Service, approached duQuesnay's table and sat a slice of devil's-food cake before him.  Alongside she laid a sticker reading: "Turn Back Voter Turnout," and her phone number.

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Coming Next Month: LEJ's Louisiana

Mardi Gras Glossary, Dates, and History

Lagniappe 

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The "Bishop" and his Maidens
Photo credit   Hanson Trahan

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Wednesday, March 01, 2023

⚓The Day After Mardi Gras / March 2023

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Voodoo doll, bought at a gas
station in New Orleans


March 2023

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"With only one parade shooting, 
we had to count house shootings, too!" 
~ L. A. Norma


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LEJ's Louisiana

a monthly e-column at www.LEJ.world

Yours Truly in a Swamp

by Leonard Earl Johnson
of Lafayette and New Orleans, Louisiana

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The Day After Mardi Gras,


Ash Wednesday and the Forty Days of Lent 

by  Leonard Earl Johnson 

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All Rights Reserved

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Dedicated to Ernest J. Gaines,
First Issue U. S. Postage Stamp, 

January 23, 2023


Novelist and Writer-in-Residence, Professor Emeritus

University of Louisiana, Lafayette
Born, 1933 in Oscar, Louisiana 
Died 2019 in Oscar, Louisiana

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All over Louisiana,
the day after Mardi Gras is Ash Wednesday.  The day Carnival's joyful mantle is lifted leaving Lent's ashen smudge in its place.

At Cathedrals from New Orleans to Lafayette,
 business suits stood cheek-by-jowl with crimson capes and smeared-lipstick ladies awaiting priests dressed in the Vestments of Sorrow, smearing The Sign of The Cross on celebrant foreheads with thumbs dipped in the ashes of last year's Palm Sunday Palms. 

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Up and down the Mississippi River, and from the Sabine River to the Pearl River, 
Zamboni-like street sweepers washed away bottles, beads, and other signs of the faithful's sins; and Cajun chickens stretched their necks up to see if it was safe to come out.  

Our forty-day abstinence begins.  The parade limps off stage.  

 We harbor ecclesiastical doubts, but suffer none whatsoever about this ceremony. 
It is Ash Wednesday, and 
to ashes we are returning. 

Banana Tree /photo credit:
 Deb Kohler
 

Lent begins, 
ushering in the longest holiday in
 all the Christian calendar.  A holiday celebrating suffering, the very thing the recently celebrated King Cake Baby Jesus grew up talking down.  Yet it remains plumped as the chef's prunes.

Should you need a reason to be suspicious of evangelicals and their temporal political powers consider this:  Carnival's time shrinks most years by measure of an inaccurate Pope Gregorian Calendar designed for the purpose of lengthening Lent's suffering by reducing Carnival's allotted days.
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Lent ~ by those same inaccurate calculations is codified into Canon Law so as to never lose one suffering day of penance.

"In such order we find sad truths,"
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Clearing the Liturgical Air
Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday) is the last day of Carnival's ever-changing time of joy. 

Next day, Ash Wednesday is the first day of Lent's never-changing time of suffering.

"The Gregorian Calendar," L. A. Norma explains to a bewildered tourist sharing our pedicab, 
"what with Easter changing with the moon, is none too accurate!  

"For instance, in the secular world we have
leap year!" 

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Easter Sunday, 40 days later, marks the end of Lent and celebrates Spring.

  It is a holiday adapted by the marauding legions of Rome, from religions the Romans happened upon in their warring travels.  They proudly harvested it from those who began their distant drummings long before Christianity went on the road. 

Spring, a.k.a., Easter may be the oldest human celebration. Miscalculated on our calendars today with those aforementioned Gregorian instruments forged and honed out of faith in suffering and suspicion of pleasure.

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Suffering is not to be monkeyed with in this theological view.  Carnival's pleasures, however, are reducible by God's agents using their inaccurate stopwatches.

For the faithful, Lenten fasting knits Carnival's raveled sleeve and prepares us for Spring's rebirth.  Like the bean sprout and the jazz man say:

"Blow the roof off the sucker"

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It has been a good Lent so far this year, with sunny mornings and a warm place in the kitchen to read Internet newspapers and sip coffee.  Cedars Grocery on Jefferson Street, Lafayette, stocks Brocato's of New Orleans handmade Sicilian sesame seed cookies. They are my favorite memory food from before Katrina, COVID-19, Library book-burners, Congress critters like George Santos (R-NY), Russian proxy wars in Ukraine, Republican fifth columns, and daily mass shootings at school and home.  All is well again, with a sesame seed cookie and a warm cup of coffee.  

Lent do your thing, we have sins to atone!    

Photo credit:  Eric Douglas
The live oaks outside our dormer windows are a soft young green. Live oaks don't dump their leaves till Spring's new buds arrive (as followers of JFK conspiracies will readily tell you). Then they change from old dark green to young soft green almost overnight. 


Today soft-green rules coastal Louisiana, and old alligators lie on the banks in whatever sun we can find, dreaming of Easter baskets and Spring.

(A lesser version of this story first appeared in 2004)--------

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Lagniappe du Jour

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After The Mardi Gras

Wayne Toups


You Tube

Wayne Toups, free concert
With Joe Hall & The Cane Cutters
at Downtown Alive,
Friday, March 3, 2023
on the International Stage, 
Lafayette, Louisiana
starting time sunset-ish
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Stage is one block from the Rosa Parks Transportation Centre,
(Amtrak / Greyhound / City and tour busses / taxi)
Rosa Parks Transportation Centre

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US Postage Stamp
First Day Issue: January 23, 2023
 Issue Location: Lafayette, Louisiana

Gaines' 1993 novel, A Lesson Before Dying, won the National Book Critics Circle Award for fiction. Gaines was a MacArthur Foundation fellow, was awarded the National Humanities Medal, and was inducted into the French Ordre des Arts et des Lettres (Order of Arts and Letters) as a Chevalier. ~ Wikipedia

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© Leonard Earl Johnson 

If you wish to read any month's column go to www.LEJ.world anytime. 
They are posted on the first of each month and polished for the next few years.
~   ~   ~
 LEJ's Louisiana, Yours Truly in a Swamp
is a monthly e-column @ www.LEJ.world,
Hosted by GOOGLE BLOGGER,
and historically at
Les Amis de Marigny, New Orleans
publication of the
It is written by Leonard Earl Johnson
of Lafayette and New Orleans, Louisiana

 © 2023 Leonard Earl Johnson, All Rights Reserved