EVENT # 281: BIG EASY

Photo by CAIO of New Orleans

This week Dublin's MATTIE LENNON debuts in our reinvigorated IRISH EYES column. ROD weighs in with a new music review in NY STATE and all the other hits keep on comin'.

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I drive a Ford Prostitute van (it calls itself an Escort, but it's not fooling anyone.)

On Wednesday 04th July, while the Americans were celebrating, my van, (complete with a prominent windscreen-notice proclaiming that Dublin Bus employs me as a supervisor, and bearing my less -than- Copperplate signature), was parked in a bus-bay on Eden Quay. It was not restricting traffic movement or causing congestion. And unless the wisp of last year's straw, peeping from under the rear door, distracted passers by it was not doing any harm.

As the last buses of the day were taking up their positions, I was discussing the proposed move, of the No. 7 service, to Parnell Square West, with the driver of the eighth Dalkey/Dalkey when I perceived that the front wheels of my van were about 300mm further from Australia than when I parked it.

A tow-wagon bearing the name "Control Plus" (it didn't say plus what) and a legend in slanted writing about "getting Dublin moving" was parked in front and already had a BMW in an elevated position... More


ESSAYS ON CULTURE:

FEAR

Just as in a recent column I mourned the death of dialogue, in this one I am laying to rest my campaign for balanced journalism. I understand why people who start out in their youth as radicals end up as deeply conservative; having said the same, obvious things a thousand times to no effect they become resigned to the inevitable. There have been numerous attempts to establish good newspapers and television channels but they have all failed, with the possible exception of family branded television channels but, even then, you can always get some violence at the push of a button.

In a sense which I do not pretend to understand it seems that we all need to be frightened.

We are inconsolable.

We do not want to be told that everything is going to be all right unless we are told this at a time when everything is going wrong. We all know people who are worried because there's nothing to worry about.... More


THE SEX COLUMN:

What Would a Man Do?

What do women want?

Well, in the Year 2001 they want a Real Man again. Make no mistake about it. If you're still into that milquetoast Alan Alda thang that used to be so cachet in the '80s, you've missed the boat. My guest columnist, Mr. D.A. Blyler, already explained how you "sensitive" men are mostly celibate and why. This week, Charlie the Tuna, will continue to explicate on how not to be another LOSER. That opening-the-door-first and going Dutch at meals is passé , Homeslice. Women expect us guys to pay through the nose again --- right before they fit you for that nose ring... More


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BourboCam

NEW ORLEANS - 10 September, 2001 Dear Dragana,

As promised, I have visited Bourbon Street here in New Orleans so that I could give you a description of it. (The link is to the BourboCam, across from the club "Cat's Meow." That's the place where people, couples and lots of single guys, stand on the second floor balcony and shout down for women in the crowd to "Show your tits! Show your tits!") The place is definitive of the tawdriness of Bourbon Street, as many locals see it. But I found a certain charm there in its ability to condense all the wonders of this semi-tropical outpost of what is normally a Puritan country. I think you might understand where I'm going with this line of thought... It is my fondest hope that one day you and Dragan will see it for yourselves. Until then, I will try to paint in words for you what America's theme park for adults is like.

My roommate, Caio, says that the closest thing to this special street in New Orleans is Avenita de Revolution in Tijuana. "Come on in! We got what you want!" It's like a scene from the movie "Dust 'til Dawn." At least in Tijuana. Here in New Orleans there is much more texture, I think, even though Louisiana is the poorest state in our Union. You start with strip clubs, and clips joints, and then you get various choices of the unique, some of which supply surprisingly good music. You can enjoy that if you're willing to fork out your ducats and dinars for the over-priced drinks. OR you can do what I did, enjoy the music while standing outside on the street.

I have to tell you about "Fritzel's," a German pub that features a portrait of General Rommel and had the classiest live Old School jazz band, with a featured clarinet player a la Benny Goodman, that I heard all night... More




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