Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

July 5, 2007

Why Must We Fight This Nightmare Every Day?

New Orleans and SE Louisiana were shattered by the hands of man and the needs of a Nation. That’s what happened on 8/29. (the shorthand is for those who can only remember tiny bits of data)

Once again, I’m going to give you my standard truth speech about the situation down here in the wetlands. I’m tired of doing this, but until we have our reparations and can rebuild, I guess this little Trans witch will keep doing her song and dance running.

First off, we, and our lands were sold and bought by powers, and we didn’t get a say in that. (Sorta like when the slave ship came to harbor and the folks were sold off to the highest bidder.) We had our own place back then… we were our own. Unfortunately, we didn’t have much say in the matter as the buyer and seller had tons of money and guns and we had fishing nets.

We just continued to live our lives and be ourselves. This is our world… screw anything else, this is where we lived, worked and died. (my ancestors are buried here, as will I when the time comes)

In the early 20th Century gas and oil was discovered in our part of the world, and the rapists came into the picture. Our wetlands, our protection and the source of much of the food for this country was carved up by 20,000 miles of canals so that the companies (read- shareholders) could cheap out their operations. The Nation grew upon those actions and profited greatly.

What did my people get from this? A few jobs and destruction of OUR lands.

The river was leveed in order to provide the country with the goods it needed in order to grow and thrive, and all we got for all that effort was a few extra jobs and no consideration for the Sword of Damocles that was hanging over our heads. (Oh yes… putting the Mississippi into levees stopped the natural process of land-building that the river had been performing for millions of years, all the way from Cairo, IL to our current delta.) Now our wetlands are dying because the river cannot replenish them.
What did the future of a bunch of French, Creole and Black lives mean when it came to the fortunes of the NATION? Shit! most of us didn’t even qualify as being white! (I’m one of them)  Only white people mattered until the mid-Sixties, and therefore we were not to be considered in the transaction.

So our part of this supposed nation of the Free, even though bought and sold by fuckers that never were a part of this culture, became nothing but fodder for the greed and need of the U.S. and it’s hubris. Our ancestors and our land created the prosperity of 2/3s of the country. Our people created great literature, cuisine and music that the Nation could never have conceived. We became the repository of the Old Worlds here in North America, an anachronism and a treasure.
Without our area America would never have come out of the Great Depression, never could have been the liberator in WW II, and never could have placed Humans on the Moon. This Nation would never have achieved the status it has today without using US. WE ARE the major power for this country, and even today, we are the basis of much of what the U.S. is and can be.
We gave willingly as dutiful citizens, but then there came a storm in August, 2005. Our protections against such storms, promised by the same Nation that was destroying our lands, freakin’ damned FAILED, AND MANY OF US DIED OR BECAME HOMELESS. Our world, our little part of it, almost died. Many voices  called for our death, but we would not hear them. We are rebuilding OUR land.
Our place almost died. Can you understand that statement? Look around what you perceive as your community being totally gone. Can you stomach that? That your friends, neighbors, shops and eateries are wiped from the face of the Earth? To know that the faces you have known for years are no longer next door or around the corner? To realize that the children (who you hated because of their pranks and noise), are no longer in the place their parents lived in? That they aren’t there to remind you of the continuity of culture? That you are no longer a part of the Dance of Life?
Can you imagine that in the place where you live?

Can you?

I mean really, can you understand all of the folks missing? That you are no longer a part of the thread of Life and history. That you don’t fucking count for shit? ANSWER ME!
If you can respond with a yes to the above question, then you understand where we, the 200,000 who returned to fix this city are coming from. If your answer is no, or who cares, may thou reside in the greatest depths of Hades.

In all of the 200+ years you in the U.S. have “owned” us, we have never begged. We took care of things and kept going. We provided what was needed. (Many of my ancestors lie on the bottom of the oceans because they answered America’s call.)

We here in SE Louisiana have more than given our pound of flesh for this Nation, and it’s time to get a little bit of it back in order to rebuild our homeland. We have more than earned it. Otherwise… you have no idea of the Hell you will have to live in if we are gone from the scene or if we decide to leave your little confederation of states.

Think about it.

I’m Morwen Madrigal, and I must live to be 80 in order to pay the debt of repairing my home that was damaged for the Nation. I gave almost 10 years to this country in service, and am again saddled for another 30 years.

What have you given to America?


  1. Funny, leaving a comment just to say your post made me speechless.

    Thank you, and the 200,000 others who are working so hard in the wake of no help and much harm from the rest of the US, to rebuild this precious place.

    And thank you for this piece, even as it breaks my heart.

    Comment by Nightprowlkitty — July 6, 2007 @ 10:20 am

  2. Hi Morwen: Nice. I blogged on your “standard truth speech”.

    Your fan

    Comment by spocko — July 6, 2007 @ 11:39 am

  3. keep on pushin! great post

    Comment by Marco — July 9, 2007 @ 6:21 am

  4. As usual, you are so right My Little Owl. What has happened to us and how we have been treated would be beyond belief if I weren’t in the middle of it.

    You may be a little “Trans Witch” but you’re MY Little Trans Witch and if you don’t live until at least the age of 80 I’m going to be real upset.

    Betty Owl

    Comment by Betty Anne Davis — July 9, 2007 @ 12:02 pm

  5. No – people who are not from Louisiana can never understand. Not who we are, not our ancestors, not what has happened to us. We only have each other.

    Comment by Far from home — July 31, 2007 @ 8:32 pm

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