Do You Know What it Means to Miss New Orleans…

Dan Baum has been living in New Orleans and blogging at The New Yorker on his experiences. He has just left the city and here is part of his last New Orleans experience post

“Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans?” an old song asks;
another reminds us, “You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone.” Since
Katrina, I’ve often been asked (though never by someone in New Orleans)
why the country should bother rebuilding it. Is it really worth the
billions it would take to protect this small, poor, economically
inessential city, which is sinking into the delta muck as global
warming raises the sea around it? But the question of “whether” has
been settled—New Orleans is rebuilding itself, albeit slowly, fitfully,
and imperfectly. Now it’s only a matter of how and how long. That is
better news than perhaps the rest of America fully understands.

SNIP

The city’s unique appreciation for the present makes life there rich
indeed; it’s why people call New Orleans “the Big Easy.” It is not a
world view conducive to getting things done, however, which goes a long
way toward explaining why New Orleans is having so much trouble
recovering from Hurricane Katrina. There are exceptions, but, as a
rule, New Orleanians—no matter what color or how wealthy—aren’t great
at planning meetings, showing up on time for them, running them in
orderly fashion, deciding on a course of action, and then following
through. This isn’t simply laziness or fecklessness; it’s a reflection
of a commitment to enjoying life instead of merely achieving. You want
efficiency and hard work? Go to Minneapolis. Just don’t expect to let
the good times roll there.

New Orleans endures as the
national repository of the loose-jointed Huck Finn spirit we Americans
claim to cherish. While the rest of us pare down our humanity in
service to the dollar, New Orleans is a corner of America where
efficiency and maximized profit are not the civic religion. As I drive
past endless repetitions of Wendy’s, Golden Corral, Ethan Allen
furniture, Jiffy Lube, Red Lobster, and the like on my way back to
Colorado, I realize that I haven’t spent a dollar anyplace but locally
owned business in four months. A long time ago, David Freedman, the
general manager of the listener-supported radio station WWOZ,
described New Orleans to me as a kind of resistance-army headquarters.
“Everyplace else in America, Clear Channel has commodified our music,
McDonald’s has commodified our food, and Disney has commodified our
fantasies,” he said. “None of that has taken hold in New Orleans.” In
the speedy, future-oriented, hyper-productive, and globalized
twenty-first century, New Orleans’s refusal to sacrifice the pleasures
of the moment amounts to a life style of civil disobedience.

SNIP

Everybody in New Orleans tells Margaret and me that we’ll be back, that
we now have the city in our blood and won’t be able to live anywhere
else. We don’t yet know if that’s true. I can tell you that, wherever
we live, I’m comforted knowing that New Orleans is there. It’s no
exaggeration to say that, without New Orleans, the United States would
be lost.

I love New Orleans and some days I miss it so much. Today is one of those days. I would move there in a heartbeat if my finances were different or if there really were a great patron of lefty bloggers (cough Mr. Soros) and he knew I existed and really really liked me.

Simply put I am well suited to New Orleans and New Orleans to me. I can’t explain it any better than that or than what Dan has written. I hope you’ll read his whole post. It is worth it. I will miss his posts from New Orleans, not as much as I miss New Orleans, but one could live vicariously through his wonderful writing. Thanks Dan for all the great posts.

8 thoughts on “Do You Know What it Means to Miss New Orleans…

  1. Scout, the whole journal was wonderful, wasn’t it? What a treasure! It made me cry. He “gets” New Orleans the way you “get” New Orleans, and both of you understand why I miss the battered old lady every single day, although it’s been close to 50 years since I’ve lived there.
    I emailed Dan and told him how much I loved the piece and that he and Margaret were marked, as you are marked, Scout, and you will never be the same. He sent me back a very nice response.

  2. scout says:

    Grandmere it really has been wonderful. Such great stories and great writing. And yeah I won’t be the same and this all really came out of nowhere. Who knew? Ah life…

  3. Marco says:

    The first thing I read this morning was Dan’s final post. His journal is an honest tribute. He has great story telling talent. The city’s people touched him deeply, as they did to me many years ago. He did right by the great city of New Orleans.

  4. Marco says:

    The first thing I read this morning was Dan’s final post. His journal is an honest tribute. He has great story telling talent. The city’s people touched him deeply, as they did me many years ago. He did right by the great city of New Orleans.

  5. lb0313 says:

    He was part of our daily ritual – I am really going to miss his writing and his perspective. Mr lb and I went to Bacchanal yesterday for Chep PEte’s tapas in the backyard of the wine store, (with Shotzy playing keyboards) and afterwards, after saying this was an ‘ok’ time – Mr lb pointed out that Dan is right – only here would that be considered ‘ok’…
    Then on to dba – Tom and Jen say hey – there are now 26 baby hawks –

  6. Hi,lb. Say “Hi” to the mister. Wow! 26 of those cute baby hawks. Congratulate Tom and Jen on their new babies.

  7. dancinfool says:

    I was born and raised in New Orleans, but left it at age 33 to take a job elsewhere. I’m now 62, living in Portland, OR, but my heart will always be “back home.” And yes, I do know what it means to miss New Orleans.

  8. GentillyGirl says:

    I’m a native New Orleanian who spent 37 years wandering the world, and I can affirm that the swampland constantly pulled at my soul to come home.
    I love the fact that Don “got” New Orleans (or She got Don, which is the most probable conclusion). His writings are wonderful.
    Scout? Get your tush down here and we’ll figure something out. We are almost finished with rebuilding the hurricane fortress from Hell, and you are invited to join us when the storms roll in. “Mint Julip dear whilst we watch the flood grow?”.

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