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Hey, folks. anyone East, North or far West of New Orleans looking to maybe shelter a cantankerous, broken-down cartoonist if this damn hurricane turns into the "Big One" and puts an exclamation point on what's left of this poor, beautiful city?
I will expect offers as far away. as say, Europe, at least I could get some medical help there.
All offers must come with the full knowledge that if New Orleans should suddenly become a permanent part of the Gulf of Mexico that you'd be stuck with me until I could find other arrangements.
At this point I will consider proposals of marriage, but that too, would also have come with the knowledge that you'd have to love me first ...
Canada would be nice. Somewhere where they don't have hurricanes.
Be aware that I'm a vegetarian, don't drink alcohol, smoke and I'm crazy as a shit-house mouse.
I'm not the only one that should be worried if indeed this puts an end to any hope of a life here. It would be a shame to lose such a jewel. Not that New Orleans is perfect, far from it, if I were to describe it I would say it's a place the imperfect come to be charmers. I call it "the home of alcoholic Peter-Pans". There's a fantasy that survives here to smother any fatalism.
I have spent most of my adult life here, loving it, hating it, loving it again. And like a couple that have been married for 38 years I just can't envision living without her now. I don't want to leave her to drown.
But you too, should worry for several reasons. Another hit even close to Katrina style damage and that could be the peg that knocks the floor out of what's left of our economy, and allows our Dictator-in-Chief to pull out of his back-pocket Dir-51.
Talk about the "prefect storm".
And I won't be the only homeless soul wondering this land.
But I can tell you this, remember those FEMA camps they've been building?
Yeah? Is it all starting to make sense?
Be afraid, be very afraid. And pray like hell this thing weakens and hits the most remote coastal region it can.
