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Open Letter to Bush from the Times Picayune
by Armando
Sun Sep 4th, 2005 at 12:24:33 PDT
From folks who know:
We heard you loud and clear Friday when you visited our devastated city and the Gulf Coast and said, “What is not working, we’re going to make it right.”
Please forgive us if we wait to see proof of your promise before believing you. But we have good reason for our skepticism.
Bienville built New Orleans where he built it for one main reason: It’s accessible. The city between the Mississippi River and Lake Pontchartrain was easy to reach in 1718.
How much easier it is to access in 2005 now that there are interstates and bridges, airports and helipads, cruise ships, barges, buses and diesel-powered trucks.
In Boulder, in Prague, in Vladivostok and Milan and Plovdiv and Mexico City, teenagers are striking sets tonight. Their one-acts are over. They have used the greasepaint and undesigned the lights; they have seen each other in the limelight and been seen backstage. Now the sets must be struck. Tomorrow, not a scrim can be seen, not a flat. The stage must be bare again.
Missed my therapy appointment ten years ago. Did I want to go? I said to myself the next morning that I did, then put it out of my mind.
You hear that? Surely one of the last century’s great sounds: the film, hissing, scratching, etching in; framing nothing, a bench toy clapped by hiatus and hiatus, until sibbituh sibbituh, the end of the reel. Hiant action, that sound, gaps unseen, from Monday Night Football to Devi, Hindi like German, Japanese like Italian. Now this too, into the noiseless digitalia.
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