New Orleans and Mardi Gras
My blogging partner over at Legal Profession Blog, Alan Childress, has a post puncturing two myths about Mardi Gras. I spent a year at Tulane, and one of the highlights was Mardi Gras precisely as Alan describes it. Everyone should experience it.
I was trying to figure out how to connect this up to my stint here, and I realized it’s simple: I concur in Alan’s opinion. I’ll add three items in support:
(2) Pictures from Mardi Gras day itself, most of which are, as Alan points out, G-rated. We did take a walk through the French Quarter, and the epicenter of raunch is Bourbon Street, but my pictures are PG and not G-string rated.
(3) Alan mentions the gathering of loot in the form of “throws” from the floats. The most treasured of these are the hand-decorated coconuts in the Zulu parade. A city ordinance now bans these from being thrown like the beads or stuffed toys, and I suppose here is a legal connection: people were getting hurt. So the way you get one is to sidle up to the side of the float and beg for one. This is a self-satisfied reveler clutching his prized possession (now sitting in a prominent spot in his Suffolk University Law School office.)