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Email From NOLA IIq
Governor Blanco of Louisiana is trying to cover her tracks of apparent Katrina-related incompetence in recent documents turned over to a Senate investigating committee and even though some of her claims of competence are based on memory rather than actual documentation, it is still evident that bottom line blame resides in the oval office and what I'm saying is--President George Bush is not only killing our soldiers, but our citizens (good job Brownie?)
Some of you may have heard of the young New Orleans citizen who stole a bus during the Katrina aftermath, picking up stranded New Orleanians and then evacuating to Houston. The young citizen is back and was unfortunately busted recently for heroin possession, with intent to sell. No one is perfect. Good luck to you young man, and thank you for your efforts when it really counted. Don't lose hope, many of us are thinking of you.
Nobody wants Fema trailers in their backyards and Jefferson Parish residents are worried that proposed trailer parks in their community might be used to house people from the New Orleans projects. Presented with the supposition that not all people from the projects are bad people a group of JP residents at a recent forum responded with derisive laughter. Racism is a hard thing to kill. Maybe we should dress it up in something George Bush recognizes and let him have a go at it.
A wild but healthy stray dog came up in the Dumaine house while I was working there yesterday, but retreated when I yelled at it. When I advanced to shoo it farther away, the dog met me with sincere eyes that said, come on man, I'm just trying to get along here. I relented and apologized with soothing baby-dog talk. A note to local animal rescue people who are putting out food for stray animals: Thank you, but in the past, we did not feed our many stray dogs, we just let them eat our cats.
The yard birds survived and there is beautiful rooster and hen pair residing sometimes in the Dumaine backyard. The rooster can be heard to crow in the afternoon.
Yesterday at Elizabeth's in the Bywater I had lunch and before lunch went into the men's room and put my hands under something I haven't felt in 5 weeks, hot water. I'm not saying it was better than my worst orgasm but it touched something in me pretty close to that.
The town is so small now that walking to Elizabeth's I passed a man walking with his girlfriend who I'm sure people tell--you know, you look a little like Ben Affleck--and I had passed him two days previous in front of the St. Louis Cathedral and remembered him from that brief passing, and I guess, vice-versa, because he smiled at me, and I smiled at him, a little awkward, but noteworthy, at least according to me.
New Orleans is the safest major urban area in America right now. Bring your kids, bring your dreams. We don't have but a small fraction of our schools up and running, but we gonna work something out.