Clam chowder tastes in a gumbo city
I don’t make a habit of reading The National Review. I get plenty of far-right rhetoric from my father, our Commander-in-Chief, and Bill O’Reilly (when that schmuck with the bad dye-job is on the treadmill at the gym); I don’t need to search the shit out on my own.
Luckily former neighbor and ex-pat New Orleanian Kevin Allman is not so uppity. A voracious reader and supremely talented writer, Kevin was (un)fortunate enough to stumble across John Derbyshire’s nerdy, whiny, mean-spirited disparagement of New Orleans and has, quite rightly, taken the man to task.
Of course, as I’ve said a bezillion times before, I don’t wanna imply that there’s not room for plenty of critiques of Our Fair City–goddess knows she ain’t what she should be these days–but anyone who starts his review of New Orleans with a thinly veiled attack on blacks and queers has clearly landed at the wrong airport. Give the man a swift kick to the ‘nads and leave him at the doorstep of some gated cracker-topia in Colo-freaking-rado….
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Jesus Eisenhower Christ. What a moron. You’d expect someone who’s writing for William F. Buckley’s outfit to have a little more on the ball. Or at least a little more curiosity.
But, sadly, I hear things like this too often from the kind of people who Just Don’t Get It. Their idea of a cultural tour is a pilgrimage to Jesse Helms’ birthplace.
I have no objection to conservatives (the non-neo kind, at least). I can be one myself, depending on the issue. But damn.
He is one of the most deeply dumb writers cranking out words today. Unfortunately, he has an agressive, virulent strain of dumbness. I’m sorry he bumbled his way through NOLA.
Please do note this editorial comes from a guy who quotes some blogger’s argument against as summing up his feelings: To wit, that gay marriage could do to marriage what gays did to Broadway theater theater–ruin it for everyone who isn’t gay.
I kid you not.
Thanks, Ray. That was just what I needed to wake me up on a chilly gray morning. Outside George W. Bush, I didn’t know people still talked like that. I guess the small size of their brains allows for a larger mouth cavity, providing additional room for feet…