FEMA deadline looming for 1,500 remaining trailers~Only three weeks remain for people living in FEMA trailers to get out for good under Jefferson Parish's continuing crackdown on the emergency housing units. Edittila's chin chillas~Scary choice of words there from the Picayune, eh? The newspaper sounds like the Myanmar Times. With their special inference of anonymity upon those dirty, lazy scoundrel FEMA trailer homeless survivors they neglected to publish any statements from the people who "live" in these trailers near the airport. Why are these human beings still in those trailers? What are their names? In the entire article, they did not ask one person effected by this "crackdown" (Picayune word). Rather we only readthe side of the administrators effecting this buck-passing assfuck.Just what is the paper's angle on the dangle of this tightening noose? Given the wonderful coverage set-up we endured with the Corps lawsuit, the homeless protesters allegedly from out of town, the delinquent levee report, Edittila sadly wonders if the Picayune remains a newspaper of record or has become leaflets of Shock Doctrinare Propaganda.
Blanchard's requiem for New Orleans~"You'll notice that the Republicans, nobody wants to have debates down here in New Orleans," Blanchard said. "To me, I think that's a travesty. I think it's cowardice, and I think it says a lot." Bill Clinton: Pimp Daddy President ~Former "Former First Black President" in state Friday to campaign for former First Lady with namesake super-delegate congressman formerly known, outside of his Federal Corruption Case, as "Dollar Bill", times and locations unavailable at press time. Editilla says hit me~This election Tony Morrison endorses Barak Obama, which begs the question of a 2nd 1st Black President? Jus'axsing... Hillary Clinton the New Financial Underdog?~Now trying to portray Obama as "Establishment Money Machine"?~Is not coming to New Orleans, has said very little about New Orleans in campaign, is sending husband for campaign buzz through state, and by the way, has blown through $43,000,000 since Jan 1st? $10,000,000/week? That makes 1,000,000,000 cents. Plunderdog is here.
Jindal's halo looking a little tarnished~James Gill TP Editorial~Recovery and Reflection...Ooooo'Kville! Editilla signals to Gat'Realla...Come in, Gat'Realla! ~~In the ashen light 0f the recent Federal Court ruling, acquitting the Exquixotic Corps faux 'Engineers' of any and all responsibility in their self-admitted levee failures which resulted in the negligent homicides of 1000s of US citizens and inestimable property damage in New Orleans, Edittila raises da'fista, takes the Lenten Feast of Manners, gloves off, no more Mr. Nice Guy, no more "shit in one hand half a dozen in the other"...and moves to fasts tact with the Exquixotic Corps...all the way through the Crucifixion and Resurrection to the United States Supreme Court. It is now set legal precedent that we cannot Redress the Redrum of our Corps of Engineers. Hence, apropos of the Bush Doctrine and the enforcement of Disaster Capitalism, they will kill us all without even blinking twice, or simply leave us to battle each other over resources as their flood control projects, their bridges, their infrastructures of homeland security fail due to self-admitted malfeasance. They are laughing all the way to the bank while we drown in our own damn~nation. Please join, gentle readers, in spreading da'woid on the Exquixotic Corps. Copy every article you find here, or whereva', send it on or post it to your own blogs, stitch-hike it across the Net. This will help counterbalance the Corps' aggregated Public Relations on the Internet News Alerts. For example, Google: 'Corps of Engineers Lawsuits' and you will get a virtual flood of pages of articles on New Orleans' recent loss in court. Hundreds of posts about the Corps victory. This is no accident. They pay people a lot of our tax money to do this. We can change that by forwarding and posting our own headlines, building our own aggregate news of "the rest of the story". As you can see from the growth of this Ladder, there is plenty of news around the country on the Exquixotic Corps screwing the tax payer~~as well a tide of articles of, by and for the ReBirth'La Pucelle d'Orléans. This marks the essence, la'ashe da'brow feaux'Edittila, of the New Orleans News Ladder.
We find our own ways home. We sail our own ships. We make our own waves. We sew our own nets. We already know how to fish. Sinn Féin
About the Courir de Mardi Gras (Mardi Gras Run) "Suivez-moi, le poulet, je suis pleine de maïs!" Mardi Gras draws on traditions which are centuries old. Revelers go from house to house, begging to obtain the ingredients for a gumbo. The capitaine (captain) of the "Courir de Mardi Gras" (Mardi Gras Run) first must obtain permission from the people at the house for the group to go onto their property. Once permission is given, the Mardi Gras riders may charge toward the house where they will sing, dance and beg for "cinqsou" (5 cents) until the owner offers them ingredients for the gumbo. The owner will throw a live chicken into the air and the Mardi Gras group will give chase, running, falling, and fumbling over each other for the honor of being the one to catch their dinner.
"The Night cometh in which we take no note of time, and forget that we are living in a practical age which mostly relegates romance to printed pages and merriment to the stage. Yet what is more romantic than the Night of the Masked Ball — the too brief hours of light, music, and fantastic merriment which seem to belong to no century and yet to all? Somehow or other, inspite of all the noisy frolic of such nights, the spectacle of a Mardi Gras Ball impresses one at moments as a ghastly and unreal scene. The apparitions of figures which belong to other ages; the Venetian mysteries of the domino; the witchery of beauty half-veiled; the tantalizing
salutes from enigmatic figures you cannot recognize; the pretty mockeries whispered into your ear by some ruddy lips whose syllabling seems so strangely familiar and yet defies recognition; the King himself seated above the shifting rout impenetrable as a Sphinx; and the kaleidoscopic changing and flashing of colors as the merry crowd whirls and sways under the musical breath of the orchestra — seem hardly real, hardly possible to belong in any manner to the prosaic life of the century. " ~Lafcadio Hearn-1880~ Fabulous Glorious Gay Carnavals of New OrLeans Holocaust Float Banned in Rio Carnival... Go Figure? Throw me Some...what?
Floats roll without commercial interruption Edattila ponteficates~Given Mayor Baby C. Ray's dain-bramaged and documented "Brand Deficit Disorder", we don'need no steenkin' corp's sonsorship! Green Bay's got the Packers (thank goddess!:) why can't New Orleans get it with Mardi Gras? Why hand off that World Class Brand to some other forkin'flaccid legal entity. Let's Not sell-off such a great opportunity to shout out World Wide... New Orleans Is Mardi Gras & She's Here To Stay! Betta'gitcha some beads or get outta'da way! She's All Around dat'Neutral Grounds She Lassezes Le Bon Temp Roule'!!!
Exquixotic Corps looking to change perception problems Edattila feints, dally's, pares & thrusts~Image Schlemidge! The Corps could just as easily change their face, the one they lost in the flood, than see beyond those self-installed blinders. Oh? They are actually talking about the public's perception of them? Really? Aaawwwoooohhhh...silly Edattila!