Thursday, May 22, 2008
N.O. CityBusiness:As [Recovery Chief Ed] Blakely approaches nearly 18 months on the job, he has defined his time frame. As an appointee of Mayor C. Ray Nagin, Blakely sees 2010 — the end of Nagin’s administration — as a clear target.
“I would assume a new administration would want their own people,” Blakely said. “Like any good bureaucrat, I would tender my resignation and if they wanted me to stay, I would consider it. What I’m hoping is I would have worked myself out of a job, but hopefully I would not have worked myself out of affection for the city and the city for me.”
"Like any good bureaucrat", Blakely would resign? Why? I thought he was special. Didn't he
clearly state last year that "I’m not like you. I have power. I can speak to the President of the US." And wasn't he the
dose of cold reality that would shake up New Orleans, and help repopulate the town with energetic non-buffoons?
And why would Blakely assume that "a new administration would want their own people" when he is
one of only 6 people in the world who can properly rebuild New Orleans? Wouldn't it be reckless of him to resign out of bureaucratic custom, when the city needs his expertise to survive? Why would a new administration "want their own people" when the best possible candidate already has the job?
Such questions hurt my crane-ium.
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Who are the other 5?
Can we get one of them?
I don't know enough about this guy to appropriately vivisection him for his hubris, his unmitigated BALLS, but, I must say, the first thing that popped into my head after reading this was the legend (have heard many arguments to the contrary and the defense) about how the "ladies" of the French Quarter (vanilla and "of the night") would take their full chamberpots out to the balcony for the morning "dump," so to speak, but when the conquering American forces paraded through the Quarter with all due arrogance and ego, plumes and flags flapping in the morning breeze, the ladies would pause.
And just as the most smirkety-Custer-attitude "conquering" officer would pass under their skirts, they'd heave and ho, in unison, a great rain of scatological commentary down upon their plumes and egos.
Apropos?
I know that, every time I see See-Ray's gleaming punkin'-head on teh TeeVee, that's exactly the impulse that I have, and if he's one of See-Ray's cronies, well, hell, there ya go.
The weird irony (far as I've heard thus far, anyway) about See-Ray is that he hasn't, as of yet, spent a great proportion of the city's upkeep budget on affixing his moniker to EVERY FUCKING THING IN THE CITY, like his mentor Marc. Maybe, despite his proud flocks of republicunt conquerers, See-Ray doesn't WANT to be remembered when all is said and done?
(And yeah, I was naive enough to buy the marketing and I voted for Marc, and I still want my money back!!!)
he's leaving , he's staying. he'll stay if we say pretty please.
how in the fuck are we even still afloat?
louisiana has to be blessed something hard.
just all the shit we've been thru with katrina and 1300 dead.
not to mention the crap we have been thru in our total history.
how in the hell are we still here?
keep fighting the good fight bi-valve.
Screw him. He ain't done anything for me lately.
In fact I think he screwed the possibility for private (and quick) rehabilitation of the Neighborhood Center across the street from my house because he put it on his damn list.
Don't let that crane hit him on the butt on his way out.
Ultimately the "Legend of Blakeley" will recount the failure of the locals to heed his advice.
"Don't let that crane hit him on the butt on his way out."
Ha! Classic.
Give him a good long crane wedgie before he leaves. That will explain the smirk on his face as he tries to sell his next bamboozlement.
Gentilly Yard asks "How in the fuck are we even still afloat?" We know how to float here... or drift.
