She said not repeating concentrations of poverty is a code word for keeping New Orleans displaced poor from returning to the city.
Elizabeth Cook goes on to say:
What youre saying is certain people cant come home. Lets be honest here. Its shameful, she said. What youre saying is concentration of poverty is a crime. Its OK for the rich to live in concentrations. The working poor need somewhere to live, too. People need somewhere to come home. Youre not fighting for the people.
I did read the article..had the word poor been used the reaction would have been worse..by using the term "concentrations of poverty", it was an attempt NOT to call them poor AND avoid any conotations of race..
psychoknk wrote:
Way to not read the article. The poor don't care about being called poor. The "code word" or rather,
"code sentence" in this case is summed up in the following line:
She said not repeating concentrations of poverty is a code word for keeping New Orleans
displaced poor from returning to the city.
Elizabeth Cook goes on to say:
What youre saying is certain people cant come home. Lets be honest here. Its shameful, she
said. What youre saying is concentration of poverty is a crime. Its OK for the rich to live in
concentrations. The working poor need somewhere to live, too. People need somewhere to come
home. Youre not fighting for the people.
Anybody ever look at a map of New Orleans?
Right there, I mean so close you can just about throw a rock and hit it from the Superdome, right there next to downtown on the "wrong" side of the Industrial Canal, you have...
...the primary "collection of poverty" referred to in this article.
The Ninth Ward.
A huge area, right next to downtown, occupied by a hundred thousand or more poor people. Really poor people.
Well you used to.
Then Katrina came along, and put the loose barge through the capwall, not that it mattered any. The entire eastern reach of the Primary Protection levee guarding St. Bernards and the Ninth Ward sank into the mucxk, the Levee Board spent the money on fountains, bike paths, and casinos, instead of paying a paltry $3 million to raise the sunken levees, so the Ninth Ward was going to flood, barge or no barge, the water just hadn't gotten there yet.
You don't REALLY think ANY government official elected to the great honest state of Louisiana objects to "concentrations of poverty, DO YA?
Nope, not at all, concentrations of poverty are what keeps these ba$tards in power.
They just don't want concentrations of poverty sitting on USDA GRADE A PRIME DOWNTOWN REAL ESTATE.
Duh.
The bling challenged are scrod, past tense of, well you figure it out. The fix is in, the Ninth Ward is history, and as soon as the time is right, I' guessing about six months after the last poor ex-Ninth Ward refugee shuts up or dies, the Great City of New Orleans will suddenly fiogure out a way to make all that prime real estate TRULY SAFE, and then the development will begin, and guess who....guess WHO will be standing there at the gate with their filthy palm stuck out, looking for a little gravy, just a tiny payoff, grease the wheels you know how it goes?
Oh yeah, I don't even have to mention their names, do I?
You already know the names, I already know the names, the entire United States knows the names of the people who are going to condemn poor land and sell it to rich developers and pocket about half the profits, don't we?
Just a little bit more of that age old New Orleans Razzle Dazzle.
Razzle your eyeballs and while the pupils still look like spirals, Dazzle your wallet right out of your pocket.
Nexxt time a storm hits that city, I won't be cheering for the city.
Once was it.
If, and only of there's a city there when the next storm comes ashore. Right now there's a town, and I have a feeling that a hundred thousand or more poverted pockets aren't going to take this lying down.
Reckon Ray has one of those thingies that damps out cell phone calls while his limos are passing by, like Musharraf has?
Best of luck to you Ray, Kathy, Mary, Mitch. All the luck in the world. Luck's a good thing to have going for you when you rip off a hundred thousand people who have nothing else to lose, rip them off while staring them right in the eye, so they and everybody watching knows what you're doing.
A real good thing.
Karma, now, she's a bitch.
I know, thieves and their shined up cousins, grafters, they don't believe in Karma, do they?
Any more than they can spell The Second Law of Thermodynamics.
And grafters sure don't realize that a rose, by any other name, is still a rose, or that Karma and Thermodynamics are just semantics exercises describing the same thing.
When, not if but when, New Orleans gets it's second, and final come-uppance, not only am I not going to be clearing the roads for the National Guard to drive in there and shut down the gangbangs at the Super Dome, no, this time, I'm just sit back, do nothing, and watch people who deserve it, die.
If you line in or around New orleans Louisiana, and you know that you do not, in any way, shape, or form, deserve what I just described, my advice to you is run.
Get out while you can.
There's bad mojo down there.
As bad as it ever gets.
It's going to get ugly, much uglier than it already is.