Posts Tagged ‘mayor’

Ah, there’s all kinds of references on the floats this year about Nagin’s impending exit.

Honestly, doesn’t Carnival seem kind of like an afterthought this year? After weeks and weeks of election & Superbowl buildup? What could be better than what we already received? The mayoral race was starting to get nasty- I can only imagine how ugly it would’ve been like if we’d had a Mitch/Troy runoff.

And with Nagin opening his fool mouth on WBOK, trying to stir up racial tensions (again:shock), plus that asshat Riley lying on the same station about Councilperson Head calling him the verboten N-word in emails I just didn’t know what to expect. Of course the email couldn’t be produced (as it doesn’t exist) but with how much Stacy’s been targeted these last two years it was hard to say just how the numbers would fall.

But within half an hour of the polls closing it was clear that both Mitch and Stacey were going to take it in a walk. And now there’s not much left to do but laugh at the floats as we wave buh-bye to Nagoon, trying very hard to make the door hit him in the ass on the way out.

Actually, there is one more thing to be done- get up early tomorrow for the Zulu parade to boo Nagin as he rides by on his horse. It’s the last time we get to do that!

Whoo hoo!

The mayoral race is starting to heat up, kinda-it’s gone from cold to tepid, but there’s nobody out there galvanizing anybody. So far there are a few people I really don’t like, but none that get me fired up.

I think the overall feeling is: “Meh. Anybody’s better than Nagin.” Mayor Nagin who, it should be noted, is about to take yet another publicly funded trip with his wife, this one to the Mexican Yucatan. In the last few months he’s been to China, Australia and Cuba, but I guess the man’s got to get as much as he can in, ’cause soon he’ll have to reach into his own pocket for these things. (Or, even better- in jail, which tends to curb your itinerary.)

So, yeah, people are stepping up to run against him, and inevitably some candidates fall to the back of the pack. In trying to break out of the herd James Perry has decided to take the road less traveled, though I’m not sure I would call it the high road:

Wow.

Couple that with this morning’s NPR promo for an afternoon story on Jefferson Parish trying to keep out black low income residents (complete with a local sound bite: “It’s not about race! It’s about stable neighborhoods!”) and boy howdy, aren’t we just an interesting bunch of people today.

At least the moron justice of the peace who wouldn’t marry interracial couples (for the sake of the children. He was driven by boundless altruism, y’all) was forced to step down. My favorite part of that was that his wife said they were shocked at all the attention it had gotten, they just didn’t understand it. They didn’t do anything wrong, they say, what’s all this fuss? And you look at them on the teevee and realize that by god, they mean it.

But. Let’s keep an eye on progress. The yokels didn’t know what they’d done wrong, but others did, and took action. I’m sure the Jeff Parish good-ol-boys’ way of thinking is under pressure, too, and NPR’s attention will keep the light shined on them as they scurry around.

As for James? Well, I’m not sure if that ad represents evolution or devolution, but I have to say that cussing old people are pretty funny. And I’m sure it really pisses off the bigots, too, so that’s got to count for something, right?

Jeez, don’t be so judgemental, y’all- just because CRay was spotted with his security guy at the Herb Import Company…

Look, they have other things, too, like…uh… let’s see. Vitamins. Plus incense and stuff. It’s very stressful being the mayor, and showing up for…oh, wait. He doesn’t do that part.

There’s all that votin…scratch that.

And then there’s the…oh, something, I’m sure. But that doesn’t mean that he needs The Herb’s detox products, or glass “tobacco” pipes.

So quick to jump to conclusions, all of y’all…

Images courtesy of Lestat504 on the NOLA.com forums- and no, I didn’t break my vow to not read them- Charlie saw it and forwarded it to me. It was just too good to pass up on.