A message to Jack

Hey bud, we’ve never met. Yeah we write on the same blog etc but we haven’t met face to face per se. I know you love this city and the people who choose to live here. We both share the frustration of Mayor McFuck. He is a fraud. Completely useless unless it serves his own wallet.

Let me share something with you and the three people who actually care about this city. He is not the be all and end all of New Orleans. He will not be “a player” regarding what happens to this city in the future. Yeah he has totally scammed his “people”. He is a lost soul. I feel sorry for him and I hope he awakes someday to his issues.

Do not let him win. How does he win? By good peeps like yourself giving up.

The Orleans Parish Inspector General WILL get the correct amount of funding, I promise. Yeah its a stretch for some radio yahoo to say this but I promise you Rob Cerisolli will be fully funded. The City Council will not take this as a endgame. It just will not be that way. We will keep out culture but we will not keep our corruption. Garbage Contractors beware.

Jack, please please please do not bail on this city and its people over Ray Nagin. All dogs have their day and that dogs day IS COMING.

Like I said, we have never met. But I PROMISE you that the people who can change this city will change it. Just hang in there bud and keep writing. Everyone living here right now needs your thoughts and your view of things. We will get this fixed.

5 Comments so far

  1. J.B. (unregistered) on November 5th, 2007 @ 10:49 am

    I second the above sentiments. I am just today hitting the road in the big move to a long-sought new job in N.O. (jobs are hard to come by these days) after two grim, unsatisfying years in Atlanta, and having lived all over the country I can confirm the conventional wisdom that there is nothing and nowhere like New Orleans. Nothing else scratches the itch.

    I’m not arguing with your points, Jack, and I’m not claiming any bona fides; I have not endured 1/100th of the frustrations (esp. rebuilding-related) that you have, but I know what it means to miss New Orleans– I know what it is to have to turn off the radio, go outside, and pace in circles while chainsmoking for ten minutes every time Louis Armstrong comes on the Atlanta jazz station– and I know the experiences of other erstwhile New-Orleanians who have commitments tying them down elsewhere (for instance: spouse/family unwilling to return because of crime rates).

    For those the city has bitten, there are really only two options: living in New Orleans, with all of its attendant, seemingly insurmountable frustrations, or living elsewhere while pining EVERY SINGLE DAY for New Orleans, pining like you’d pine for a lover who’s left you. Not a romantic, wistful, longing, but wrenching grief.

    If you move away, it may take a week or a month, but you will miss New Orleans like air. You will walk its streets in your dreams night after night, you will obsessively read news of it when you should be doing other things, and you will become steadily disgusted with wherever else you’re trying to make your home.

    New Orleans is the devil you know, and once the devil gets ahold of you, you stay got. No amount of time or distance will shake it. That’s the bad news.

    My best wishes to you, for whatever they’re worth, and while I have no idea if there is a brighter day ahead or not, stay strong. YOU are what New Orleans needs, and YOU are what makes New Orleans good, whether the interchangeable jackasses in power know it and appreciate it or not. You’re the good news… everyone who still loves the city is the good news.


  2. Jack Ware (unregistered) on November 5th, 2007 @ 10:58 am

    “Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart
    Like why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it’s so hard?
    It’s not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving…” :Jack Johnson

    I’m just tired of ‘talking myself off the ledge’. It isn’t normal to wake up in the morning and try and figure out if you even want to lay your head back down here again BEFORE you decide if you’re going into work that day. I have nothing to keep me here but a few really close friends and some arrogant insistence on not leaving. The Opportunity Costs of living here are really what’s getting expensive: “You mean I can live somewhere else, make more money, have a comparable culture, including a vibrant music scene with less of the crime, poverty, ignorance, and racism?” That’s what we all give up every day that we’re here – it’s a fact.

    I’m not going anywhere just yet, but it’s a day-to-day proposition. It is a question that echoes through my mind on a continuous basis at this point. If I don’t increase my reasons for being here then I’ll never be able to out last the mounting reasons to leave. For now it isn’t optimism or courage that will keep me here for at least a little while longer. It’s partly spite, partly the affection I’ve developed for the shanty in all the hours we’ve spent together (meaning I don’t have the heart to burn it down – lol) and the few friends I have that haven’t moved on to something better. I should note that I’m looking for an apartment so I don’t have to continue living in that FEMA trailer which might help me cope a little better. I should also note that I have no affection for that FEMA trailer at all. :)

    Thanks for the encouragement. I hope you’re right.


  3. Heather (unregistered) on November 5th, 2007 @ 4:34 pm

    I hope you find some affection somewhere, Jack.


  4. Jack Ware (unregistered) on November 6th, 2007 @ 1:49 pm

    when all else fails, argue with facts:>/a>


  5. Laurie (unregistered) on November 11th, 2007 @ 9:45 pm

    Follow your gut; its always right.

    Laurie



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