The Thin Red Line

I had thought that  I was burned out on reading about hurricane Katrina but when I happened upon Michael Tisserand’s Sugarcane Academy the other day I stayed up until after 2 a.m. reading it.    I found myself fascinated by the story of Paul Reynaud– a New Orleans first grade teacher who was the driving force behind the creation of Sugarcane Academy, a school for evacuee children that was created in New Iberia Louisiana in the weeks immediately following the storm and then continued in borrowed space at Loyola University in New Orleans once people were allowed back into the city.

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…to Miss New Orleans.   And after reading City Adrift, I fear that the day is coming that New Orleans exists only as a memory, not just for me but for everyone.    Released by Louisiana State University Press and the Center For Public Integrity, City Adrift is a very carefully reasoned and balanced review of eight serious aspects of the problems facing New Orleans before and after Katrina.

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And then it went fast.

Yesterday afternoon a not particularly humpy UPS guy (Ron quipped ‘I thought that was illegal’) dropped off a box from Earthlink. David came over after work and he and Ron fiddled with things a bit and today we have broadband again, wireless networked to two computers. We are thrilled with the speed. David was very pleased he got it to work after not being able to get the laptop online on Linux a couple of weeks back. (The latest on that is that we will try re-installing XP and see if we can’t get the lappy onto our wireless as well.)

I previously read and blogged about Jed Horne’s Katrina Book Breach Of Faith and recently happened upon this 2005 title detailing the story of Curtis Kyls who was arrested for the 1984 murder of Dolores Dye in a supermarket parking lot. The cover blurbs compare it to In Cold Blood and Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil, and it does read like a novel, a real page turner. Kyls, who insisted all along that he had nothing whatever to do with Dye’s murder, spent 14 years incarcerated at Orleans Parish Prison and the Angola Penitentiary as his case wound through 5 trials, 4 hung juries, one conviction and an appeal that went all the way to the US Supreme Court, making it one of the most litigated murder cases in history. He was ultimately released in 1998 when Orleans district attorney Harry Connick declined to begin work on a sixth trial.

Regardless of whether you believe Kyls did or did not kill Dye, the case represents a serious mis-carriage of justice, which Horne amply demonstrates was emblematic of the troubled criminal justice system in Louisiana in the 80’s and 90’s. (Horne himself flatly states that he does not know whether or not Kyls is guilty of the crime and leaves it for the reader to determine.) I remember when I read and blogged about Bayou Farewell, remarking how despite having grown up in New Orleans just 75 miles or so away the Cajun coast was a world I had known very little of and with this book I was again struck by what a different and foreign world the people in this book inhabited, just a very few miles from where I grew up. Recommended.

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Sunday was as expected a busy, hectic day. We are getting huge volumes of returns and have a lot of material backed up to be shelved. To make sure it was a completely sucky day, my hearing aid died at the beginning of the shift. The switch is broken and it will not turn on or off and regardless of the non-setting it constantly makes a deep pitched banging noise, which is usually the signal for a dying battery. Have to disconnect the battery to get it to be quiet. It always un-nerves me when I have to be out in public when my ear is out and I can’t hear at all.

And to top it all off, my toothache, which had been on hiatus is back tonight with a vengence, and I am out of the Vicodin my dentist gave me a couple of weeks ago. So for the first time ever on this job, I am calling in sick today and going to try to get my hearing aids fixed. Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment and will hopefully get more pain meds and by Thursday will feel up to going back to work. Feh.

I finished reading Poppy Z. Brite’s Soul Kitchen. I was under-whelmed. Unlike in D*U*C*K, where she rhapsodized about the food a lot, there is little specific mention of the restaurant’s food as the protagonists are busy buying a rustic fishing camp in Shell Beach and consulting on a restaurant that is to be opened in a floating casino. Neither of these ideas much interested me, and I frequently found myself discovering that the characters are not at all as I had perceived them in the later book. (Notably I had gotten the distinct impression in D*U*C*K that Ricky and G-Man were black but in this book it is made clear they are white– that the characterizations in the later book were so poorly drawn that I could be left with such a big mis-perception is unfortunate.) I suppose sooner or later the two earlier books in this sequence will happen my way and I will probably read them, but I can’t say I enjoyed or recommend this book or this author.

I am also about half way through reading A Perfect Mess and am thoroughly enjoying it. Also about a third of the way through A Boy’s Life. Today’s illustration is of a metal advertising sign (Joel used to have a huge collection of these, including this one, which I sold off before I moved down here.) for a product which unfortunately I do not have, but it seemed topical

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Ron predicted that UW would examine Staci and send her right back home to Kathi’s and so they did. He talked to them on the phone. Clint got in okay and they will be here until Wednesday. We are planning to get together with them Tuesday, my next day off.

Work was the usual easy Sunday. I was amazed that most of the Harry Potters remained unclaimed on their cart in the back room. (I have also suffered from the temptation to go ahead and buy a copy, but new books are not in our budget so I have so far resisted, though who knows how long my resolve will last…)

I had not previously heard of Poppy Z. Brite, who apparently has written seven other novels, but I came across D*U*C*K the other day and was sufficiently intrigued to bring it home and read it. It is a very short novel (132 pages) about a gay black couple in New Orleans who are chefs and run a restaurant called Liquor, where they use booze in all the recipes. The plot centers around their experiences catering a banquet in Opelousas for an organization of duck hunters who are working to preserve the wetlands. Brite (who appears to be a petite white woman reminiscent of a porcelain doll in her jacket photo) writes with authority about New Orleans and restaurant kitchens, although at times her gay, black, male protagonists fail to ring true. I thoroughly enjoyed the book, which is in some ways an erotic love poem to New Orleans and its food. But given the extreme brevity and the $35 cover price (?!?!???!!!) I can’t recommend anyone go out and buy it.

Also, although this book is available from Pierce County Library, it is for some reason not listed in Worldcat, so there is no link to the book cover.

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Roux The Day is one of a series of seven Gourmet Detective mysteries by Peter King. The "Gourmet Detective" is a London-based foodie who works for chefs finding rare ingredients, recipes and substitutions. While on another case in Los Angeles he receives a telephone from a New Orleans attorney and agrees to stop over in The Big Easy on his way home to assist in authenticating and purchasing a "chef’s book"– a book of recipes and menu information for a particular restaurant which is up for auction in a local charity event.

The GD arrives at the auction to find that the book has already been sold, he is told to a New Orleans bookshop owner. The GD proceeds to the bookshop in hopes of getting the book, only to find a recently deceased man at the shop owner’s desk. The lawyer who hired him indicates that obtaining the book is paramount and offers a huge bonus if the book can be produced and authenticated. The GD is then "kidnapped" by a group of women chefs who call themselves "The Wiches" (for Women In Culinary & Hotel Employment).

As promising as the premise was, and much as I enjoy reading about New Orleans and the food there, I found this book difficult to get into. Though it is less than 250 pages it took me over a month of fits and starts. While the author seems to have an encyclopedic knowledge of gastronomy, New Orleans seems to be just another backdrop for the protagonist to be presented against. And while there was much local trivia incorporated into the text, it failed to credibly draw up the city for me. I doubt I will try any of the other GD mysteries. (I also find it annoying that the gentleman’s name is never mentioned, forcing me to use the silly "Gourmet Detective" title over and over.

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I vaguely remember reading, not too long before I left New Orleans in the mid–late eighties of the arrival of Andrei Codrescu, though I don’t recall hearing anything of him since and had not previously read anything he wrote. So there were the dual pleasures of discovering Codrescu and seeing Codrescu discover N’awlins. The included essays were written over a 20 year period or so and thus cover the author’s becoming a New Orleanian. Most of the pieces are of a very short form written as weekly newspaper column and even the longer pieces are still fairly short and for the volume of it, you’d think this would be a quick read, but it isn’t. I found many of the stories required savoring and digesting and in the end they proved just too rich and filling to have more than two or three at a sitting. Recommended.

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Another Katrina book today. Like The Great Deluge, Breach of Faith documents Katrina’s assault on New Orleans through the stories of dozens of people who lived through it. While Deluge strictly limited itself to the week or so surrounding the storm, Breach covers approximately 6 months after the event. Where Deluge focused a lot on FEMA and gave a somewhat sympathetic view of Michael Brown, Breach focused more on the post storm political maneuvering and utterly savages "Brownie".

As a native of New Orleans I probably have an unusually high degree of interest in reading about Katrina and its aftermath and thoroughly enjoyed this book. But honestly I can’t imagine that most people who have read one of the other Katrina books would have the patience for another 400 page rendering of the story. That said, Breach is very well written and does not seem to have drawn the sorts of criticism that Deluge did. If you still have the stomach for reading more on Katrina, this one comes highly recommended.

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