One of my favorite wrought iron gates.
One of my favorite wrought iron gates.
Cabrini Park is for sale. The one shared green space for residents, happy dogs and schoolkids alike is now waiting for a developer. Clearly, the neighborhood associations in the surrounding areas need a Martha Robinson-level activist with time and access to fight for this. How wonderful if the outcome of this is that we could have a first-rate green space led by the citizens much like Dufferin Grove Park in Toronto or People’s Park in Berkeley, both that I have made pilgrimage to during my organizing work. Proposed sale of park worries F.Q. residents.
Recently, there was a murder on Dauphine and Canal that is one of those moments teetering between high emotion and civic anger. A bartender from Pat O’Brien’s was killed while confronting someone who had hit a car with their fist or hand or something as they crossed in front of it. He got out of the car and things seem to escalate from there.
The tragedies here are numerous.
Not only is the bartender dead and murderers being hunted, there are those who saw this happen, those who knew the people involved, those who live near there or work near there, those who have loved ones who leave that night job to travel home and so on.
There are many tragedies because no man is an island.
And when crime happens, the bad part of “no man being an island” occurs to us. That we come in contact with dozens or hundreds of people a day and some maybe closer to the edge that we know. That so much of it is truly random. And we never know when it is our time or when that time is thrust upon us by someone who has hate or boiling anger at the ready.
There is much talk about why was this guy around there at that time of night. Those who ask why he got out of the car. Why the person or persons who did this got away so easily. Or how does someone hitting an automobile escalate into a life ending. There will be accusations thrown at French Quarter police or City Council or someone else. And there will be people who point out that another senseless crime just happened in the French Quarter. And there will be general talk of the people who hang out on Canal” or of “kids” or “groups of kids” or whatever shorthand is used. But truly, as many of us have come to know personally, tragedy is often without a purpose or a clear line of reasoning to explain the moment in reflection.
Crime happens where there are too many people, not enough people, family members only, one bored person, groups of evil people-really just about any combination. It happens in lovely suburbs, city corners, million dollar homes and trailers. And it happens to kids and adults of every ethnicity.
It does not just happen to white people in the French Quarter. And it does not happen only at the hands of young African-Americans, far from it. Don’t fill that well.
People become unhinged from being a victim and in turn prey on others. People grow up with every chance and throw them all away from mental unbalance. Or a moment just becomes uncontrollable. It happens everywhere where anger or apathy live. Which, sadly is a lot of places.
So the best way to repel crime is to watch for anger or apathy. Be vigilant for signs of them and do your best to gently steer the situation away those. If a situation is already too far gone, than step away and call authorities. If you recognize apathy or anger in yourself, then you might be able to spot it correctly in others. There are so many people in the world now, we need to look at each other in every instance and take stock. Be wary when in times and places that high levels of unbalance might be lurking. Be courteous and give way when you can, when it does not cost you safety. Move carefully through a world that is teetering on the brink of something.
And stop blaming any one group for all the world’s ills.
These 2 are actually near to each other; 1 on Esplanade and 1 on first block from Esplanade. Same architect? Built in same era? So few of them in the French Quarter, it might actually be a story or link.
The style of mansard roofs is associated the Second French Empire (1852–1870) of Napoléon III, the nephew of Napoleon I. Elected President by popular vote in 1848, he initiated a coup d’état in 1851, becoming dictator before ascending the throne as Napoleon III on 2 December 1852, the forty-eighth anniversary of Napoleon I’s coronation. He ruled as Emperor of the French until 4 September 1870. Napoleon III envisioned a Grand Scheme for the Americas, which would consist of three general points. The first involved recognition of the Confederate States of America and a military alliance with them. The second involved reintroducing monarchical rule to Latin America, in the form of Maximillian I in Mexico, and increasing French trade throughout Latin America. The third point involved control over Mexico with the creation of a large buffer state from the Rio Grande to the Baja California peninsula. Among other things, the Emperor granted the right to strike to French workers in 1864, despite intense opposition from corporate lobbies
Two distinct traits of the mansard roof – steep sides and a double pitch – sometimes lead to it being confused with other roof types. Since the upper slope of a mansard roof is rarely visible from the ground, a conventional single-plane roof with steep sides are often misidentified as a mansard roof. The gambrel roof style, commonly seen in barns in North America, is a close cousin of the mansard. Both mansard and gambrel roofs fall under the general classification of “curb roofs” (a pitched roof that slopes away from the ridge in two successive planes).However, the mansard is a curb hip roof, with slopes on all sides of the building, and the gambrel is a curb gable roof, with slopes on only two sides. (The curb is a horizontal heavy timber directly under the intersection of the two roof surfaces.)
In France and Germany, no distinction is made between gambrels and mansards – they are both called “mansards”. In the French language, mansarde can be a term for the style of roof, or for the garret living space, or attic, directly within it.
One of the shocking things about the Quarter is the amount of property falling apart right before our eyes. And I mean falling apart. Most of the pictures I will post will be of totally abandoned buildings- I know of one building near my mother that has been empty as long as I can remember…
This is one in the 200 block of Dauphine. If you stand on the stoop, you can look up and see into the building.
I will post a almost unbelievable assortment here over the next few months