While in Madison, Wisconsin a couple of weeks back, a female student at the geology department responsibly warned me to stay on main arteries while walking back to the hotel and to avoid side streets. “There have been a number of assaults on campus lately.”
My response: “Thanks for your concern, but I live in New Orleans. Sweetie, I am assault.” This elicited a few laughs, but it’s not funny. The prospect of assault is a lot more frightening than that of death.
Update: I heard this fatal gunfire while getting in my car last night. Police say the victim was found on Coliseum but I heard the shots coming from the direction of Annunciation and Constance. If it were an echo, why was an NOPD squad car also rushing with lights on to Annunciation Park?
