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I lived in NOLA from 1972-1976. It was a crime ridden cesspool then. Fun city, but as corrupt as you can get.

That was the impression I got when I visited there for work.

I was there less than a week, so I only got to see a small portion of the city, mostly around Bourbon and Canal Streets.

The area had a rich and intriguing history.

It had some of the best food I've had the pleasure of consuming.

It had a lively nightlife that seemed to go from fun, to more adult oriented "fun", to downright disturbing very quickly, and the disturbing seemed to bleed over into the fun quite easily and often.

The corruption and lack of moral direction was obvious and pervasive.

However, the food was REALLY good.

You figured it out, except everyone paid graft to the beat cop on up. Fun city, though.

Especially, Mardi Gras. Coming from a small midwestern city, I was in culture shock for 6 months afterwards. Fun city, though.

When I turned 21, I started drinking DIXIE beer with breakfast and by 6:00 PM, I was out like a light, woke up at midnight and started all over again, oh my poor liver. Never did that before or after. Fun city, though.

It really had a bad element down in the Quarter. I had never met a professional pick-pocket before or after, I did there. The guy worked in the Royal Sonesta Hotel and supplemented his income by preying on drunken tourists. Tourists feed the beast, probably FEMA allocation is feeding the skids.