Doin It Til Death
My head is spinning between love and hate for this city so much that I am nauseous.
I had another fun Mardi Gras. I dressed up as the Borderline Madonna with some other friends who were the various other Madonna personas over the span of her career. After a very cold weekend, the weather was perfect. We even got a cab home, not always a guarantee. The cab dropped me near the Bridge Lounge where I left the car earlier that day to march with the Krewe du Julu. Right there, at the Magazine Culvert area, I came upon emergency vehicles at the scene of what has been referred to as a ‘justifiable homicide’ at the corner of Terpsichore and Magazine St. It looked like murder to me. But I guess if you and your neighbors are drunk and your neighbor tries to set your car on fire, it’s ok to stab them repeatedly in the chest. Stabbings are becoming more en vogue recently. I thought maybe this trend is due to the inability of our new immigrant residents to get guns as easily as their local counter-thugs, except this particular murder victim was reported as a white male. It might just be that stabbing people is simply more fun than shooting them.
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