Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

May 16, 2008

A Pony For Hope

Filed under: Animal Rescue,Katrina,Louisiana — Tags: , , — Morwen Madrigal @ 3:25 pm

From the PoliticalCat comes a great story of a pony rescued in the aftermath of Katrina and her struggles.

And I thought I had probs…

May 8, 2008

Only in Looziana

Filed under: Fools,Insanity,Louisiana,Politicians,Seccession,Sinn Fein — Tags: , , , , , — Morwen Madrigal @ 1:09 pm

My fucking head hurts.

I was reading some news about the bat-shit lunatics and their antics in the old Lege, and then ran across this poop. My brain started screaming, “But they just passed a measure that would allow Higher Education students to carry guns to school”!

How do these fat-assed rednecks get these kinds of burrs up their butts? What kind of twisted childhood must they have experienced? Are their parents congenital idiots? Why am I even asking these questions… these creatures are from the bulk of the State that we here in the south-east swamps must secede from.

Yes, my fucking head hurts.

I think that when we pass the Act Of Succession for the Isle d’Orleans, we should follow in South Carolina’s mold and do a tactical nuclear strike on Baton Rouge, preferably when the Lege is in session. (Our last gift to the rednecks of Looziana before we split away)

My fucking head still hurts.

Sinn Fein!

April 14, 2008

Can We Say, “No Shit”?

Filed under: Fools,Louisiana,Politicians,Racism — Tags: , , , , — Morwen Madrigal @ 6:56 pm

From the AP comes this miracle of rocket science political polling:

 “White voters made much of the difference. Clinton had more support from white voters than Obama received in the poll. In head-to-head matchups against McCain, Clinton received just over 26 percent support from white voters, while Obama received only 16 percent support from the white voters surveyed.

“Race is obviously entering into the extremely poor numbers he’s receiving from white voters,” Pinsonat said.”

Okay, this is a fucking no-brainer: much of the swamp state is nothing but a bunch of racist and backwards idiots. Why waste the $$$ to do a poll when the results are a given?

And on a side issue that D-BB has about my posting this stuff and my attitude: I STILL RULE.  *giggles*

February 7, 2008

The Summer of Our Discontent

Filed under: Federal Flood,Katrina,Louisiana,Memories,New Orleans — Tags: , , , , — Morwen Madrigal @ 10:13 pm

I’m going back and looking at the last few years, and like many others here, I’m bringing back past posts because they are still relevant.

This is from July of ’06:

This song has been driving me crazy all night… won’t go away:

LAND OF CONFUSION- Genesis 1977


I must’ve dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They’re moving into the street.

Now did you read the news today
They say the danger’s gone away
But I can see the fire’s still alight
There burning into the night.

There’s too many men
Too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

Ooh Superman where are you now
When everything’s gone wrong somehow
The men of steel, the men of power
Are losing control by the hour.

This is the time
This is the place
When we look for the future
But there’s not much love to go round
Tell me why, this is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

I remember long ago -
Ooh when the sun was shining
Yes and the stars were bright
We walked through the night
And the sound of your laughter
As I held you tight
So long ago –

I won’t be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We’re not just making promises
That we know, we’ll never keep.

Too many men
There’s too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Just tell my why
This is a land of confusion.

Now this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we’re given
Stand up and let’s start showing
Just where our lives are going to.

Phil Collins wrote this during the last days of Detante to reflect his dissatisfaction with the rulers of both sides of the Cold War. I see this as a perfect illustration of what we all here on the Gulf, and New Orleans in particular, face every day. We are in a war, a cultural war, a war of values.

We live in a little part of the world that is very different from the rest of Amerika. Our slice of Life is not exactly like that of the outsiders. It’s not Civic pride (Heaven forbid!), but a sense of what we are a part of: that which is as if the Spanish moss grows upon our limbs, the Delta mud cakes on our feet, breathing the heavy air and stirring a bubbling cauldron of gumbo. The folks in our lives gather around… the buzz of voices is unstoppable. People dance in enticing ways… children run around in circles away from the adults. The smoke from the cook fires drift lazily to heaven.

Is our culture an anachronism? I don’t think so. It’s like so many cultures I’ve witnessed whilst travelling the world. Here in New Orleans, all of us are Creole, a living culture. The world can go to shit and we will still be here.

The oil flow stops and there goes the great cities. The highway system will become unused, people will not be able to reconnect with roots, can’t escape the living hell around them. They will be confronted with having to make real connections with the folks around them. Re-invent the social wheel, so to speak.

That will never happen here. I’ve only been home for four years, no family in the area, and there is so much Spanish moss growing on me… blows my mind. Like most others, I’m stuck in the hot Delta mud. We all are. New Orleans grows on you. It fills you, and then you cannot stop living here. Yes, we are fairly poor, have crooked politicians, but we have each other.

Walk down the streets in most of our towns and watch the little kindnesses, the recognitions that we are a part of our whole: New Orleans or the Gulf. Imagine walking into a bar and seeing a Creole shrimper, a gator-trapping Cajun, a Mexican worker, a Drag Queen, two lesbians, a professor and a transsexual having an indepth conversation about the various forms of Jambalaya or the Blues. Where your bartender answers to Miss Love. And then you can get on a bicycle and speed through the Quarter and the Marigny saying hi to folks you know even at 4 A.M.

Stroll down any street in the city, and you will see a Granny sitting on her porch: “How are you today Ma’am?”, “I’m fine honey-child. How about you?”, “I’m doing good Ma’am… take care.” She may invite you to her porch for some ice tea or lemonade, pretty much no matter who you are. I know this to be fact here.

Now this is why this is the Summer of Our Discontent. We are in very grave danger of of being destroyed by benign neglect. We are 35 days from the anniversary of the levees breaking. Our streets are a mess, two thirds of us are still in other parts of the country… many of us cannot start working on our homes yet, and the few others here need reparations for their losses. Most of our Medical/Psych facilities are gone. Same goes for our retailers.

Streets are littered with garbage and construction waste. Little white trailers abound, sans power. Broken trees and street lamps are everywhere. It rains and streets flood. If something catches fire, it takes airdrops of water to fight the conflagration. Schools are fenced off, broken windows and all.

The projects are slated to be torn down, even when the displaced are willing to live there because it means being HOME.

Our levees are still not up to par, and the Corps is falling behind their protection timetable every day. The Administration guts the Corps’ report on the failure of the levees in order to continue their funding of an unjust war. FEMA keeps scaring folks with announcements of ending rental aid in foreign cities. Many of us are going broke trying to restore our lives and homes as the State drags it’s feet. Our local guv’mit plans a freakin’ glittery Gala celebration for the anniversary of the storm and flood while people are in gutted, un-powered homes, in the heat and swarms of mosquitos, hoping to be able to finish the repairs.

All the while, we are entering the danger time for this hurricane season.

This didn’t happen in NYC after 9/11. Same goes for San Francisco post Loma Prieta. (Iknow, I was there.) Why is this?

We are an island of sanity in a B/S sea of Southern conservatism. This is Bush’s back-handed way of fucking us for not supporting him. (The Bay Area suffered a similar fate under Raygun and Daddy Bush for their voting habits.) The PTB want goose-steppers in this town. They can come and “sin” all they want, but we will vote for reprobates and criminals of the GOP persuasion.

My thought on this? ” FUCK YOU!, TWICE!”

We ARE New Orleans, and this is the Summer of Our Discontent. You have been warned Fuckmooks.

Sinn Fein!

I Am Torn

This Saturday will see us voting in the Primaries for Campaign 2008 here in the Gret Stet.

I am fucking torn. Do I vote for my hero John Edwards in order to give him, and by extension the Gulf Coast, leverage at the DNC, or do I vote for Barack Obama? This really sux.

In a way I see this as something we have to do every moment in Life: choose between our hearts or our minds. My heart screams for the thoughts and cares that Edwards expressed, but my mind says to vote for Barack in order to stop HRC.  (and no I can’t just do a coin toss on this one.) Yes I’m concerned about my Country’s future, but I MUST be adamant about getting the Gulf Coast fixed and prepping for what’s coming in the Future.

After Bush’s treatment of New Orleans post-Flood, I become very much a local Patriot. Our motto here is “Sinn Fein”. This is a hard row to hoe for me since I am a Patriot and a Veteran, but my part of this country must not be forgotten. I have traded my “America First” hat for a pirate’s tri-corner. My allegiance is to the Isle d’ Orleans, the Coast. This is the land of my people, and I have lived all along it. These last 29+ months have been Hell.

(been rereading some posts from ’06) Screw it, I’m voting my heart in the Primary, and I’ll vote for Obama in November.

I MUST stand for the folks along the Coast. (And Hillary, Bush-in-a-dress, ain’t getting my vote.)

January 30, 2008

“My Hands Are Tied”…

Well Federal Court Judge Duval ruled that the ACOE, though guilty of negligence in the design and construction of the Flood walls for our outfal canals was immune from prosecution due to a 1928 Law.

Here are some of his words: “In his ruling, Duval said he was forced by law to hold the Corps immune even though the agency “cast a blind eye” in protecting New Orleans and “squandered millions of dollars in building a levee system … which was known to be inadequate by the Corps’ own calculations.”

In my way of seeing things, this is no longer a Civil case, but a Criminal case.

More from Judge Duval: “The byzantine funding and appropriation methods for this undertaking were in large part a cause of this failure,” Duval said, referring to the politics-riddled process Congress has for funding Corps projects.”

I understand Judge Duval’s reasoning on this. This case will have to climb the judicial ladder to the Supremes in order to get a just decision. This will most definitely have to go to the Congress. The ACOE committed criminal actions, but the U.S. Congress is also to blame. The point of our Gov’mental system is to aid our citizens, not cheap out their protections that all of us Americans desire for each other and ourselves. (The Social Contract, remember?) We are all in this together, ‘eh?

And today this from California.

As an engineer myself, though not an ACOE-type, it’s beyond time to cleanse house and actually do the J.O.B. they are paid to do, period. As a citizen, and a Veteran, I want to see the ACOE cleaned out and some form of responsibility concerning the building of protections for our Country’s people to be straightened out so there is way for reparations when the Feds fuck up.

That which is authorized by, and paid for by, the citizens of this country must be freakin’ applied properly in each and every instance.

December 19, 2007

Clowns in White Face

Filed under: Louisiana,Racism — Tags: , — Morwen Madrigal @ 3:16 am

Try this shit.

Shoot them now.

November 20, 2007

Managing Projects: Not the ACOE’s Longsuit

Why doesn’t the ACOE dig big holes in Georgia so that they have reservoirs for the next batch of rainstroms, and just “dispose” of the clay wastes into our levees?

It’s not rocket science you medaled boys and girls of the Army Congenital Order of Engineers. I just saved you billions 0f Dollars, and you can do two good things at once. (Ya’s can do two things at once, right?)

Wanna bet the Feds will find a regulation about this idea that fucks it up?

We Are Not Ready?

Yesterday the Prez Debate Commission put out their list of localities where the Prez debates next year are to be held. They passed New Orleans over because “the city isn’t ready”. What a crock of elephant and donkey poop that statement is.

The PTB isn’t ready for US!

I know why the Repugs don’t wanna be here: they can’t take the heat of appearing in a city that was so badly damaged, and the fact that their “appointed by God” Warlord President has reneged, with their aid/non-concern, upon his promise of the rebuilding of our homeplace. SE Looziana is the poster child for the neglect that the “Gov’mit don’t work” shit they spout for the entire Nation. (Check this out.)

Some of the Demos recommended the place, but only John Edwards seems to be willing to make an effort to get one of the debates held here. (This is why Edwards is my guy. *swoons*) The other Donkeys in the race barely mention us, which by extension means that they don’t really care about infrastructure and people’s safety around the country or the very real threat of rising sea-level faced by the U.S. and the folks who live in the danger zones from this threat. Is this an example of their future Domestic agenda?
I still can’t believe that they chose Oxford, Miss over a cultured place like New Orleans. Old Miss is just a Neocon factory, churning out brain dead goose-steppers to further the Elephants’ desire to destroy the Republic. Oxford has about 600 hotel rooms (nobody wants to visit that honey pot), whereas the NOLA has over 24,000 rooms. Are 2,400 people going to shack-up with Oxford’s local families? I just bet they are going to love Fried Coon or Basted Possum… Yum, Yum!

I’m not flying off the handle about our city getting passed over on this, but about the fact that the example of how the Social Contract being disassembled here and along the Gulf Coast not being a backdrop for such an important event as helping folks to decide who they wish to lead the country and what is most important to their lives, children and Fate. Americans are concerned about Americans: we see that all through the ravaged areas down here whether the destruction was Natural or Man-made. Thousands of people have flocked to the Coast and the City in an attempt to help in the rebuilding process. Many have opened their wallets too.

How can the Debate Commission not see that Domestic interests are on the minds of many Americans? They are concerned because “it could happen to them”, and then what the fuck is the response from the Feds gonna be if the worst happens? Sadly, New Orleans and the Coast are perfect examples of the Feds’ response: red-tape, delays, wasting of monies by going through Halliburton, Shaw and countless others until there is no money left for the poor sods that actually do the clean-up and the rebuilding.

And don’t get me started on the topic of what actually will happen to the folks who inhabit the disaster zones of the Future.

More on this topic: Here, here, here, here, here, here and here.

Like to bitch about this? Go here for the contacts.

November 13, 2007

I Made My Decision Months Ago…

John Edwards for President in 2008! (Been his girl since he announced from the Lower Ninth.)

I do not trust Hillary, and Obama doesn’t add up for me. This time around, as it should be every election, it should be about vision, possibilities and not just founded in fear tactics and divisiveness. Edwards talks about New Orleans and the Gulf Coast. He wants to pull out from Iraq. He wants Universal Healthcare, and… John comes from a background similar to mine. His Dad worked in a mill… mine was a milkman who drove 60+ miles everyday through the swamps along the Coast rendering a service. (He was the first White man many Black children had ever met. Yes, I do remember those days of isolation for those folks.) This is the kind of person I can trust.
I vote for a candidate that shares a similar reality to mine. I cannot cast a vote for someone who shares nothing with my life as far as challenges go when we are talking the Presidency. I may disagree with the person later on, but I know that his feet were in the same mud as mine. That the worries of the family echoed the same concerns in my early home.

This is the kind of person I can trust when it comes to major National issues or the need for war.

Mr. Edwards, I AM your girl. I can’t wait to see you at the Inauguaration in 2009.

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