– do we end up with the choice of sending either William “I’m Under Indictment, For God’s Sake” Jefferson or Helena “I Have No Qualifications Besides Being A White Anchorwoman And Endorsed By Metairie” Moreno to the United States Congress. As a friend says, “If the presidential race goes the same way, I may have to try another country, too.” Then again, this crowd inexplicably voted in favor of strengthening the City Inspector General’s office. Update: You must read Cliff’s most appropriate response to the outcome of the congressional race. Schroeder has an election results map.
– can I sit in my living room and enjoy the live music of Blue Oyster Cult amplified from their stage across the river in Gretna. “Oh no, there goes Tokyo New Orleans. Go go Godzilla!”
Strange times in a strange city in a strange country.
It made for a nice concert where I live, although I, too, am across the river.
As for the US Congress race, I’ll have to look at the other three parties vying for the seat. Crazy. Just Crazy.
Maitri, don’t fear the reaper.
I, on the other hand, am drinking big whiskey. Because it’s Sunday.
Sarabeth is right: this is just the Democratic Party runoff. The real election will have several more choices, so don’t dismay if the Democrats continue to shoot their own feet–there is a path to good government.
Peace,
Tim
Maitri, I’m right in there with you in your disbelief. When I checked the results the next day I couldn’t help but wonder what went on in the mind of a person who pushed the button for Jefferson, saw the little red x light up, and thought, “Yes! This is the guy for me.” As for Moreno, that is, possibly but only just possibly, even harder for me to understand. I was and am still stunned.