Consider these things briefly when choosing a mayoral candidate:
1. The only politicians capable of winning (Kucinich excepted) are rich people.
2. Really, really rich people have nothing in common with anyone but other really, really rich people.
3. Unless you're a really, really rich person, you shouldn't vote for a really, really rich person.
Since Ron Forman pulls down half a mil a year from one job, not to mention his other interests, I'd say that he and I have different ideas about how best to rebuild NOLA.
Of course, since almost the entire rebuild NOLA commission is rich people, typically Republican campaign contributors, he may be their dream candidate.
Note how the people backing Forman are also really, really rich businesspeople. My guess is that they want to turn NOLA into a nice vanilla city. But who's going to work at Popeye's? Who's going to bus the dishes at Commander's? Who's going to make up the rooms in the Royal Sonesta? Where you gonna get the brass bands? I guess they think that we can keep busing them in from Baton Rouge.
That being said, I haven't decided for whom to vote, but it won't be Ron.
In case you missed it, this was a photo of a woman and her daughter who decided to come to Mardi Gras. They couldn't just enjoy it and behave like everybody else, oh no. They decided to try and pour some cayenne on the open wound. Here's the Yahoo caption:
Laurel Keating left, and her daughter Rebecca Keating age 15 both from Dallas, catch some beads at their first Mardi Gras in the Uptown area of New Orleans on Sunday Feb. 26, 2006. Their sign says "We're from Texas you Owe us," which makes reference to the many displaced people from the New Orleans region that went to Texas.
Ok, listen to me Laurel Keating, you rancid cunt. First of all, you got no bidness even being here. This is our town, bitch, so go back to Dallas and talk about how happy you are you don't have to live near black people. Second, what kind of fucking example are you setting for your daughter, by not flashing your tits? Third, we don't owe you shit, rather, you owe us.
Think about the capital that went to Texas and went out of Louisiana. All that eating out, buying food and clothes, buying cars, paying for gasoline and hotels...all that money went to Texas, and Georgia, and wherever else, and all that money should have been spent in Louisiana. I don't want to hear another word about how we should thank Houston; Houston should thank us. Fuck you all. The infusion of cash to these border states has increased their revenues and tax base to levels they couldn't have dreamed of.
Oh, and I hope somebody saw Laurel Keating's sign, and clocked her upside her motherfucking head with a Zulu coconut.