Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Ashley Morris Is Smiling

A French company is going to run public transit in New Orleans.

That makes sense. The Europeans know a hell of a lot more about public transportation than we do in "every man-SUV for himself" America.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Metro in the Times-Picayune, Dr. Morris Benefit, etc.

1. What a sad sack spectacle the Metro section of the Times-Picayune on Monday has become. The Hammond Daily Star puts it to shame, I'm sure. The "new and improved" Metro section wouldn't even last through a trip to the Port O Potty at Jazz Fest. They might as well include a coloring page and maze in this version of the Metro.

2. The Dr. Morris benefit at One Eyed Jack's Saturday night was way cool, and Dr. Mrs. Clio and I saw a lot of way cool people. Supa Saint's performance was WAY too short. 80s style keyboard tunes played in front of a video projection of Saints highlights just can't be enjoyed in a four-minute snippet. Trust me, Supa Saint. Some things have to go on for 20 minutes to achieve greatness.

3. Also re the Dr. Morris benefit, when Dr. Mrs. Clio and I left at midnight, I had the distinct impression that things were just getting warmed up and that nakedness was going to ensue soon. I think that's why Dr. Mrs. Clio made sure we were leaving. Dr. Mrs. Clio and I are the kind of people who like to think and say not that "we've been around." Rather, we're more the kind of people who say, "We've been nearby."

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Mamma Mia . . .

. . . looks like a train wreck, but I want to go see it.

In the late seventies, I lived in Dubai, which was a hotbed of ABBA love.

As a kid there, I saw ABBA posters and bootlegged tapes everywhere.

Bottom line: I'm comfortable with liking ABBA.

I can't say it any better than Belinda Luscombe of Time magazine said it a couple weeks ago:
But where is your precious Fleetwood Mac now? Does the Internet list more than 50 Eagles tribute bands? (Or any with as good a name as Abbaration?) Did the Beach Boys have a musical on Broadway? They did, actually. It died. Meanwhile, Mamma Mia! has been on Broadway since October 2001. Note the date--a moment when America sorely needed comfort food. It was as if the country had sent out a national sos and Abba supplied the perfect rescue vehicle: sos.

Monday, July 21, 2008


Well, I was a good soldier when Ditka and Turley wore the black and gold.

I guess I can take this.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Apparently, Being Able to Drink a Cocktail While You Walk Doesn't Count for Much.

Someone has ranked "America's Most Walkable Cities," and World Class New Orleans doesn't even make the list??????

I'm happy for the cities listed, and I've visited and loved many of them . . .

But, um, I see a whole lot more people walking around the Quarter and the Marigny and on Magazine Street than I've seen in some of these places.

P.S. OH. WOW. Check out this Youtube on Greg's blog. Excellent indeed.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

"I remember a friend that believed and cared for me, and I couldn’t let him down."

Morwen disguises this post as a rant about the NOPD, but in actuality, it conveys a beautiful vision about humanity and what World Class New Orleans could be. The f-bombs are there to distract us.

On a macro scale, the help that others are giving our city is a big motivator for us to do it right now. It is essential, for instance, that we make this renewal of our city a bottom-up renewal, starting with those who, as Morwen says, "can't get their sh** together."

I hope NOPD is on board with that.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

We Know Where Mr. Potter Is These Days.

He's in the halls of government and in the board rooms of our most "trusted" corporate institutions, laughing and profiteering somehow as Fannie Mae goes down in flames.

But where is this guy?  Just askin'.

P.S. More soon on why I haven't been blogging much or with much quality lately.  It has everything to do with Dr. Morris's absence.  I just figured that out last night.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Greg at Suspect Device, Keeper of the Flame

I can't get my act together and write lately (too many kids, too many trips away from town, and about four other excuses), but I can't really top what Greg is up to.

He's on fire lately.

World class regions are willing to call themselves dumb when it's accurate and necessary. Greg helps us do that in this post particularly.

My favorite time to read him is when he writes about how the Jesus people are trying to highjack science classrooms.

Saturday, July 05, 2008

AB Lives

Well, isn't this interesting? Dated, but interesting. Check out the "Katrina Relief" and "News Events" portion.

P.S. Training Camp in only three weeks. I have a feeling there will be a cosmic convergence in Jackson this year, against all odds. You listenin', Berto, Saintseester, Oyster, Chef, GW, and Whomever?

Friday, July 04, 2008

Your Campaign Contribution to David Vitter Supports His Hooker Habit

I am grateful to for featuring this story so prominently.

I will remember this in the next election, when the Jesus people are explaining to us how we have a moral imperative to contribute to and vote for David Vitter.

Happy Independence Day!

What do I love about my country? (REVISED, owing to useful comment from the West Coast Muse.)

Stunning, wondrous natural beauty.
Gritty can-do-ness.
A political tradition that necessitates freel-wheeling exchange and a thick skin.
Tolerance. No, not just tolerance. Love for the difference.
The unassisted triple play. The tomahawk dunk. Section 635.
All those people from the United States of America who are still streaming into my world class city to make it better than ever.
The First Amendment. The Hot 8 Brass Band.
World Class New Orleans. New York City. The Cajun triangle from Alexandria to Beaumont to the mouth of the River. The surreal water at Sandestin, Florida. Every inch of California.
Thomas Jefferson. Deuce McAllister. Brash Joe Horn back in the day. Dorothy Day. Ellen DeGeneres. Joe Krown. John Boutte. Brash Brian Bordelon every day.
The Smithsonian. Parasol's. Angel Stadium of Anaheim. Rhapsody in Blue. Anything fried at Commander's Palace.

If we ever get tired of "The Star Spangled Banner," I nominate this song for national anthem:

Wednesday, July 02, 2008