
The Domino Effect
Of Van Morrison, the Dominion-Fox case, Feeble Feebs, and Steve Scalise’s violation of the King Cake rules. Continue reading The Domino Effect
Of Van Morrison, the Dominion-Fox case, Feeble Feebs, and Steve Scalise’s violation of the King Cake rules. Continue reading The Domino Effect
Vexatious venting about Chads, Nyx, tents, ladders, and other parade route problems. Continue reading Irksome Things: Carnival Edition
Marge Greene tries to put claws in the Lost Cause, Continue reading Secesh Marge
Do Whatcha Wanna. Continue reading Happy Mardi Gras
More Carnival weirdness. Continue reading Carnival Notes: Flipping Out and Off
Everybody loves a parade. Continue reading Sunday Morning Video: Krewe du Vieux 2023
Gras is French for fat. Words have meaning. Continue reading Carnival Notes: They Must Be Smoking Gras
A seasonal letter from New Orleans. Continue reading Carnival Notes: Of Decapitated Jesters & Confetti Cannons
Lights, camera, action. Continue reading Sunday Morning Video: HBO’s Treme Does KdV
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: Uncle John’s Band
The Dude’s Krewe du Vieux wrap up post. Continue reading Spank 2023: That’s Not How We Bowl
Of hot air, sore legs, burst balloons, and Krewe du Vieux. Continue reading The Balloonatics
The day after. Continue reading Confessions Of A Krewe du Vieux Member
Krewe du Vieux Day in New Orleans. Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: Adrastos Abides
Cheers to James Sugar Boy Crawford. Continue reading Iko Iko
Of dreams, political payback, Republican wishful thinking, Krewe du Vieux, Mayor Teedy, and Sean Payton. Continue reading I Was In The House When The House Burned Down
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: Jack Straw
The Bozo Insurrection. Continue reading A Brazilian Bozo No-No
Going around and around with the Krewe Of Endymion and Mel Gibson. Continue reading Malaka Of The Week: The Krewe Of Endymion
Krewe du Vieux does Treme. Continue reading Story Time: Confessions Of A Carnival Parade Recreator
It’s that day again. Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: The Real Me
Happy Mardi Gras. Continue reading Mardi Gras Mumbles
The state of Adratos’ Carnival state of mind. Continue reading Post-Lockdown Carnival Ennui Blues
It’s that day again. Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: You Can Close Your Eyes
It’s time for our fourth annual Muses Thursday PFT post. I’m neither attending the parade nor entertaining and have a case of Carnival ennui after writing about the Noxious Krewe of Nyx yesterday. Here’s where I repeat myself: I know … Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Case Of The Shoplifter’s Shoe
Adrastos knocks Nyx. Continue reading Letter From New Orleans: Nix On Nyx
New Orleans Mayor LaToya Cantrell was elected in 2017 as a progressive. After four years of an increasingly incoherent mayoralty, it’s hard to tell what if anything she stands for. She was easily reelected but without any opponent of stature with the money to mount a serious challenge. Mayor Teedy believes she has a mandate but for what? Beats the hell outta me.
I realize that this post may qualify as inside-New Orleans baseball to some readers. I started out as a hyper-local New Orleans blogger in 2006, after all. Sometimes I revert to that form.
New Orleans is among the most interesting cities in the world and Carnival is central to our local culture. I have oversimplified at points to make this post comprehensible to those who are, as we say in the 13th Ward, from away.
Carnival disputes have often served as proxies for political warfare in New Orleans. In 1992, a Mardi Gras anti-discrimination ordinance passed shaking up the staid, stuffy, and often racist Carnival order. It led some of the snootier all-white krewes such as Comus and Momus to stop parading for good. It was a much-needed shakeup that led to the birth of some new and more diverse parading krewes such as Orpheus and Muses and eventually to quirky marching groups such as the 610 Stompers, Pussyfooters, and Laissez Boys to name a few.
It’s happening again. The city has decided to press on with Carnival even with Omicron raging. Ironically, the only thing Mayor Teedy did right in her first term was combat COVID. City Hall has announced that parade routes will be compressed and altered supposedly because of an understaffed and overwhelmed police department. In fact, this is a change that has been long sought by the NOPD and they’ve managed to accomplish it under cover of COVID. They’ve wanted to consolidate the peak parade route onto St. Charles Avenue, and they’ve gotten their way for at least 2022.
The changes directly impact the parades that roll up Magazine Street in Uptown New Orleans. It means that these krewes will no longer parade around the corner from Adrastos World HQ. That’s no big whoop for me this year: I plan to stay away from the parade route. I’ve managed to go this long without getting sick during the pandemic and while I love Carnival, it’s not worth getting sick over. Nothing is.
There’s one krewe that has been rolling up Magazine Street for many decades: the Krewe of Thoth. They’ve made it a point to parade past hospitals and other health care facilities with the aim of bringing good cheer to patients and staff alike, especially at Children’s Hospital.
Thoth is the parade I will miss the most. There’s an annual neighborhood party at the corner of Valence and Magazine Streets. It was missed last year but it will be impossible this year as the parades will begin nine blocks away. I hope to feel safe during Carnival 2023 but it’s uncertain if Thoth or the other Magazine Street parades will return.
City Hall consulted with some of the parading krewes. Thoth was not among them.
One krewe that was not forced to move its route is Endymion. They parade across town in Mid-City. They’ve been allowed to stay on their customary route with a few tweaks That’s why this post is called A Tale Of Two Krewes.
Endymion is an obnoxious parading krewe with political clout and money to burn. Most of its members live in suburban Jefferson and St. Tammany Parishes. The latter is the reddest and richest parish in the Gret Stet Of Louisiana. Yet, they have more clout than Thoth, which is based in the bluest parish with an allegedly progressive mayor. What’s wrong with this picture?
A personal note: I hate Endymion and the people who camp out for days on its route. Hardcore New Orleanians call these creeps the Krewe of Chad because one year some jerk named Chad painted his name on the neutral ground of Orleans Avenue. I am not making this up:
Continue reading “Letter From New Orleans: A Tale Of Two Krewes”
Don’t spike the ball. Continue reading Fatigue Fatigue
Break on through to the other side. Continue reading Rando Notes