Natural Disasters

* I am conducting a little experiment. On Monday’s I will be posting commentary on a Current Event of my choice by which I will proceed to rip someone a new poop hole. It may be fun. I might be sued. But I will always be entertaining. 
So, welcome to…
join the party!

Here in New Orleans, we have, yet again, weathered an ‘event’- Tropical storm Karen.

Was it awful? No.

Was it damaging? Not much.

Will it happen again? You betcha.

Will many of my fellow Americans continue to be angry that a nickel of their current tax liability will be used to rebuild places like here? Yes they will.

Will many people still choose to make their homes in risky areas prone for natural disasters? Yep.

So who’s right?

No one.

It’s not an argument with a ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ answer that is actionable.

It’s a matter of preference, and risk tolerance, and the ideals that formed this great country- we take care of our own.

So, if you’re one of those people that likes to call me after a storm and say, “You’re Welcome”, I will be be responding with a very polite, “You too’, because if people didn’t live here there would be no New Orleans and you wouldn’t be able to enjoy the oldest, most European city in the United States, smell the jasmine, eat the gumbo, sway to the music, and drink, not BIG Ass Beers, but HUGE Ass Beers (to go).

Because the only Natural Disasters we have on a regular basis, are the tourists that can’t pace themselves.

And they cost…
a fortune. 

No Shit.

  • William Kendall - A peculiar city. The founders never expected it would become a city, from what I hear… all they were interested in was a trading post.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I don’t see how that’s possible, as it is in a geographically protected bend on the largest and busiest river in the Northern Hemisphere, which leads to the Gulf. Only a Trading Post- nah, I don’t think so.ReplyCancel

  • conniemcleod - Might need a Pimm’s Cup when I get home. Cheers!ReplyCancel

  • mooggeek - I like to tell people; if you don’t like what your tax money is paying for, pretend you’re paying for something you like. Don’t like welfare? Then all of your taxes are going to the military. Don’t like your tax money paying for a war? Your money is paying for education. My tax money is paying for what’s left of NASA and whatever it takes to keep Cafe Du Monde and the community around it from slipping into the ocean so I can have beignets when I visit.ReplyCancel

  • Petra - Years ago I wouldn’t have…but by now I completely get it that one would stilll make the deliberate choice to live in a risk prone area/city/zone. And don’t they pay taxes as well?? I’d in any case love to see that city by myself one of these days (and of course taste that gumbo!), inwardly crossing my fingers that It’d go down discreetly and not add to the tourist-kind-of-natural-disaster….ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - The Natural Disasters I speak of are of the alcohol kind. People come here and get really sloppy. The Gumbo is fine.ReplyCancel

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