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Life in Post Disaster SE Louisiana

Post Disaster
I refer to this post-disaster period, not because of Katrina or Isac, two hurricanes that inflicted physical and psychological terror on this area. No, I'm referring to the horrible start to the season by the local NFL Football Team, The New Orleans Saints. Said team made an effort toward respectability when they beat the Dallas Cowboys and unexplainably fell back in a rout inflicted by the Philadelphia Eagles.

Ah, but our Prime Time showoff's really performed in the smacking down of the previously unbeaten Atlanta Falcons. And so, the air is fresher. Really the humidity has abated, and it has become cooler. There is a smile on most faces. Even here, not everyone lives and dies for the "ain'ts," as they are affectionately referred to when they are losing. If there was only a way of playing their entire schedule in the Primetime slots of Monday, Thursday, and Sunday night Football, this team might go to the Super Bowl. Instead, they languish at 2 wins 4 losses.

Win or Lose, Things Look Pretty Much the Same.
As I attempt to find candidates for office that I can vote for, my choices are limited. If I want to believe the claims of their opponents, I can vote for the criminals who have been convicted and those that should have been but avoided court because they are part of the mob that controls the courts.

I thought it was bad in Wisconsin, where the choice was between a Democrat, who would have no power because they had no majority in the legislature, or a Republican, who had an agenda to turn back the calendar to the 1950s. No, now I have the choice between an anti-choice, gun rights Democrats, and Tea Party Republicans that might be worse than the Republicans in Wisconsin.

This state has term limits on many offices, but they are still ridding themselves of the old boy network that has run the statehouse and Parish (county) governments for many years. It is common to hear journalists excuse the state of corruption in Louisiana by claiming that it's not as bad as New Jersey or Illinois. Talk about lowering expectations.

Looking out the Window
I'm so sorry to hear that cold weather has arrived early in Wisconsin. Okay, I'm a little sorry after all of the advantages of moving to a place where they speak a different form of English and call me "Mr. Jeff" because it isn't supposed to get really cold for most of the year. It might be two months before I have to wear a knit cap for anything other than a helmet liner for my moped helmet.






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  1. our WI week of cool is now gone and Indian "Fall" is back for this week, anyway dear Dem, See the forecast: Today - 65, Wed. 72, Thurs. 60, Fri.54, Sat. 58, a respite and result of climate change :) ?

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