While I certainly don’t think there’s any excuse for firing shots at people who are trying to rescue you, I do agree with the growing opinion that America’s poor, non-voting black population has not been a priority in the wake of Hurricane Katrina last week.
I visited The Big Easy for a corporate gig at SIGGRAPH in 1996 with fellow Second City alumnus Doug Morency; on one of our nights off we went to hear some jazz in the “black part of town”. It was a great club, out in the middle of nowhere, and we had a great time. But the evening will be forever soured by the cab ride back to our hotel. The guy who picked us up looked every bit like the prototypical Klansman, and as soon as we were underway turned ‘round to sneer at us and say “Whut y’all been doin’ in this neckuh-the-wood?”—thankfully his attention was turned to some dude crossing our path on a bicycle, who received the most hate-filled utterance of the n-word that I have ever been a witness to.
Now being a left-wing, commie peace-nick I’m all for gun control, but I can at least appreciate how some black folks might see fit to to arm themselves in this kind of environment. It makes me wonder too, if all the gunplay going on in our own backyard is evidence that Toronto isn’t the utopian cultural mosiac it’s supposed to be…