Those in the Gulf South are realistic about hurricanes.Three days after Laura hit, cleanup is well underway. South Lake Charles.Groves of trees all over town are crushed.West Prien Lake Road.Tobacco Plus gas station, near the casinos.Vape shop, Ryan Street.Utility vehicles staged in supermarket lot near McNeese State University.Emmanuel Baptist Church, Common Street.Guardsman outside Calcasieu Parish Public Defender’s Office, downtown Lake Charles.Plinth that used to hold the Confederate statue on the courthouse lawn.Capital One Tower missing windows, downtown Lake Charles on the lakefront.Former Calcasieu National Bank building, downtown Lake Charles.
Saint Louis Art Museum’s Art in Bloom, now in its twentieth year, is the museum’s most popular event, a long weekend of activities centering around the pairing of specific works of art in the galleries with flower arrangements, which reimagine them, by mostly professional floral designers and garden club members.
Back when I attended the original Jungle Operations Training Center, in the spring of 1984, it was run entirely by US Army cadre, and the Russians were the bad guys. We were told a Russian trawler offshore was monitoring and trying to disrupt our radio communications on field exercises, and the outlined figures on paper targets at army rifle ranges wore Warsaw Pact helmets. “Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose,” as the first industrial-colonial power in Panama says. But the rigors of the Panamanian landscape and its climate have proved difficult for all foreign comers for 525 years.
Cartoons are one of my favorite things on Instagram, especially when they touch on humor, confusion, sadness, practical philosophy, and cultural critique.
Mina, the main character in Emanuela Anechoum’s new novel Tangerinn, leaves her Sicilian village to find herself a well-lit life in London, one with “predictable architecture,” she hopes, and clues to the self she has yet to discover. She is relieved to be away from the mother who has…
Saint Louis Art Museum’s Art in Bloom, now in its twentieth year, is the museum’s most popular event, a long weekend of activities centering around the pairing of specific works of art in the galleries with flower arrangements, which reimagine them, by mostly professional floral designers and garden club members.
Like war in the Middle East, military-grade weaponry, partisan enmity in politics, and utility trucks and RVs, the hamburger endures because it delivers recombinant flavors in huge doses of fat and salt that land in the stomach like a firm, reliable handshake.
The ginger nut (and by association other cookies of its type, such as those made with black peppercorns) has an aggressive presence but offers scant sustenance. It is meant to aid digestion of other things, to have a warming effect in winter, to relieve boredom, and perhaps to remind us we are alive in the sometimes dry, husky business of life.
Scrolling through social media, I am reminded that today marks the fifth anniversary of the #EndSARS protests in Nigeria. And suddenly, I realize that the heaviness I felt upon waking is not only fatigue. It is anxiety, not the kind that anticipates the future, but the kind induced by the knowledge of a past that refuses to stay past.