Here's a similar entreaty from an e-mail I got from a reader named Ken McCarthy:
"Normally, I'd say a writer who writes like this needs to dial it back a bit, but as an ex-New Yorker who lived ten years in San Francisco and has seen the other great cities of the world, I'd say what you wrote is downright clinical in its accuracy.
"I moved here after the levee failures and I have to say this is not only one of the world's greatest cities, it's one of the greatest cities that ever was. It belongs right up there with Athens in its Golden Age (which I'm sure had its own petty government thieves, pointless violence and inept public works projects).
"I really pity the people who can't see what a wonder New Orleans is. They're not only missing the world's greatest party, they're also missing a place of rare nobility, decency and courage."
I've enjoyed Rose more lately than I was for awhile. (I noticed the entire Rose family together today at the end of the Mardi Gras Half-Marathon. Maybe his personal life is normalizing a little.)
Okay, I know Mr. McCarthy is in no position to compare New Orleans to Athens in its Golden Age. And I know we can be better in so many ways. And I know there are other great cities.
But there really is something special going on here right now.