Is New Orleans a cursed city? The Katrina Report suggested there is still a deep and lingering discrimination against the ultimate revival of that important, Southern, American, core. Now we have reports from the field that disabled children are being discriminated against within the urban seawall.
Continue reading → New Orleans Discrimination Against Disabled Children
I was walking home one afternoon recently and had a couple of big heavy bags loaded with groceries. I would stop every now and again to adjust the load because I probably overdid it — there’s a good reason the conventional wisdom is to never shop when you are hungry. While walking, I observed a man several feet ahead of me taking sips of coffee from a cup, who abruptly stopped walking. He took a final sip of his drink and put the cup upside down on a hedge in front of someone’s home before dashing off and going to his own apartment building.
Last night was the quietest Fourth of July can I remember. There were no sonic booms or bangs or bashes or even bops.
If you’ve ever lived in a Big City, you have eaten in the street on the run. Dornbracht has a wonderful museum show demonstrating how food vendors across the world do their jobs from the gutter.
I hate noise. I don’t like honking cars or sirens or the sound of people walking on top of me — but that’s life in the Big City and there is no escape from noise. Even suburbia is polluted with sound — lawnmowers, leaf blowers, motorbikes and snow blowers. Everything every day adds to the cacophony of clanking we must all bear with our ears.
You must be logged in to post a comment.