Even though I grew up right next door, I can’t pretend to understand the state of Louisiana. I love crawfish, boudin, meat pies, oyster loaves, shrimp etouffee, and Cafe Du Monde beignets. But, I don’t, for example, get this AP story atall:
“Louisiana town banning saggy pants; plans fines jail terms for violators“
Wed Jun 13, 12:24 PM
DELCAMBRE, La. (AP) – It soon will be a crime in this Cajun-country town to let the waistband of your pants sag too low in public.
Mayor Carol Broussard has said he will sign an ordinance the town council approved this week setting penalties of up to six months in jail and a $500 fine for being caught in pants that show undergarments or certain parts of the body.
I bring all this up only because I need an excuse to talk about Sheriff Harry Lee of Jefferson Parish, suburb of New Orleans. My bona fide Louisianan friend Fitz was just telling me about him yesterday. Here’s Lee pictured with his good friend Willie Nelson:
This Chinese-Louisianan’s official bio claims that he was “born in the back room of a Chinese laundry in downtown New Orleans.” He’s friends with the Clintons. And been Sheriff of Jefferson Parish since 1979, never losing an election, despite repeatedly alienating his African-American constituents (who are in the minority) with racist comments. And he also announced this month that he has beaten leukemia. Is this dude bulletproof?
Or just a…RAGIN’…CASIAN?
You be the judge.
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