Get a spare for your spare

So, yesterday I was driving down Banks Street in Mid-City. I turned left onto Miro and went one block when I saw a truck parked on the side of the road. There were four young men apparently cleaning out a building on the corner and tossing the bags of trash into the truck. Sounds good so far. We definitely need more bags of trash being tossed into trucks instead of on the street. It looked like one of those bars that only open after midnight and have no signs. It was full of glass bottles. Suddenly, I heard the sound of breaking glass and I saw that one of the guys was THROWING GLASS BOTTLES INTO THE STREET. I couldn’t believe it. Three of the guys were laughing and one looked displeased. I was going to drive by them, but I saw that there was more broken glass on Miro Street in front of me. I put the car in reverse, but then the displeased guy said, “just a minute, ma’am.” He got a piece of cardboard, picked up the big pieces of glass and swept the rest out of my way with the cardboard. As I drove by, I looked at the glass-throwing one and said, “please. We don’t need any more broken glass.” He looked like he wanted to poke my eyes out, but that’s OK because I would have happily spanked his little glass-throwing butt.

This area is one of the poorest in New Orleans and it was trashed by the flood. It is right downtown, near the medical centers on Tulane Avenue. There were mostly empty-looking houses around where they were cleaning. I don’t know where these guys came from, but one thing is for sure – it wasn’t their neighborhood. I can’t imagine that even this idiot would have been throwing glass in the street if there had been residents around. I am writing this here to try to express to out of town readers what it is like when vast parts of the city are uninhabited. It gives people like me a profound sense of loss and sadness, but it gives some other people the freedom to do stupid destructive things because there is no one around to see them or care. It is crucial that we get families back in this city and fast. If it goes on much longer, some punk is going to think it’s funny to light up a fire that burns a whole city block.

5 Comments so far

  1. Adrastos (unregistered) on June 20th, 2006 @ 11:30 pm

    You’re working overtime to live up to your nom de blog, toots. Remind me only to mess with your mind. I suspect that you could kick my ass. Of course, I fight dirty…heh, heh, heh….


  2. dangerblond (unregistered) on June 21st, 2006 @ 7:58 am

    Relax, ‘Stos. If ya ass needs kickin’, I’ll do it with my keyboard.


  3. Chris Martel (unregistered) on June 21st, 2006 @ 10:01 am

    I live off banks street and bike/drive this stretch every single day. It’s no suprise that I got a flat on my car yesterday and have gotten no less than three flats on my bike and two other flats on my car since moving back to the neighborhood in April.

    I’m just happy they’ve started stickering abandoned cars and will hopefully be hauling them off soon.


  4. Laureen (unregistered) on June 21st, 2006 @ 5:03 pm

    I recently changed my second flat since I have been back on Banks. A nice older black man offered to help me. I said, “you could time me.” I am getting pretty good at it and always keep a full-sized spare but now they both have ‘plugs’ so I want to get a brand new one. I worry about the fire factor too. Thanks for givin ’em hell, DB.


  5. Adrastos (unregistered) on June 21st, 2006 @ 5:48 pm

    Don’t call me ‘Tos, toots. If ya don’t stop I may start calling you danger___roots.



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