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Smoking Banned in Alexandria Bars

Yesterday, the Gret City of Alexandria became the first-ever city in the Gret Stet of Louisiana to ban smoking in bars.

I’ll be honest (sorry Mom): I’ve been seen smoking cigarettes inside of bars in Alexandria; it’s nothing I’m particularly proud of. In fairness to myself, I was young; it wasn’t something I did regularly; and I rarely go to bars. And kids, smoking is stupid; it’s bad for your health; it’s not cool; and seriously, it does choke up the available oxygen in a room. It’s never enjoyable to compete for clean air.

I have little sympathy for smokers who feel like their rights have suddenly been trampled upon. Seriously, if you need to smoke, then step outside; it’s not that difficult. Even if you dispute the science, you still have to admit that there’s a chance you’re forcing the people around you to share the air you may have made more toxic. So c’mon. Walk a few feet and light up outside. I think that’s more than reasonable.

I’m not making a value judgment: My maternal grandmother, who I loved dearly, was a smoker. She died of a lung disease at the age of sixty-four. She was also an incredible mother, grandmother, and a compassionate caretaker. And when she wanted a smoke, she went outside.

It’s not just about second-hand smoke; it’s about imposing a person’s toxic behavior on the rest of us. It’s a public health issue. In a bar, people can’t experience how drunk you get, but they can breathe your smoke. And it’s gross, and it may be toxic, which makes it pernicious.

On a final note, a commenter on The Town Talk incredulously wondered whether any of the supporters of a smoking ban had ever been to a bar, as if the definition of a bar was a place that allowed smoking. I have to respond:  Have YOU ever been to a bar outside of Louisiana? Seriously.

Welcome to the 21st century, folks. You can’t just expose others to carcinogens in an enclosed space. As drunk as you may be, you need to hobble off of your barstool before lighting up a cancer stick. Get used to it.

Larvadain

Alexandria City Councilman Edward Larvadain III is paid thousands and thousands of taxpayer dollars every year to attend two meetings a month.

Frequently, the man doesn’t adequately prepare for those meetings. He doesn’t read the reports he requests until the day of the meeting. As we now know, he also doesn’t seem to understand the nature and purpose of a financial audit, and he’s willing to publicly disparage a private citizen’s professionalism and expertise without any cause whatsoever. He’s never met with the administration on any issue; he only appears capable of using the media to lodge inconsistent and easily refutable accusations. And shame on the Alexandria media, particularly The Town Talk, for not insisting a more cogent and rational explanation from a Councilman.

Today, Larvadain is claiming that he has no idea how the City of Alexandria could possibly provide its new police chief with a salary in line with his skills.

Until he proves otherwise, I will now operate under the assumption that Edward Larvadain III is a racist who views and determines public fiscal policy, almost exclusively, under a race-based lens. I have no other reason to assume differently. I know, first-hand, the questions that Councilman Larvadain asks before any contract is entered into; he’s race-based. He’s backwards. He lives in the past. And in engaging in such explicitly, stupidly, and obviously race-based behavior, Edward Larvadain III not only hurts and jeopardizes our City; he hurts and jeopardizes the credibility of African-Americans in Alexandria. He gives credence to the notion that African-American businesspeople and entrepreneurs should be evaluated differently. That’s not only racist; it’s insidious, and not surprisingly, it gives credence to former KKK members.

I have said before– and it is worth repeating: Edward Larvadain III is the worst and most divisive person ever elected in Alexandria’s modern history. I’ll stand by that claim. He frequently exhibits discrimination during City Council meetings. He treats Robert’s Rules of Order like a punching bag, not as a guideline. He can easily locate money for his own pet causes, but paying the new police chief, a man who earned a law degree and who has served his community for well over a decade, that’s too much to ask.

Regretfully, unless or until proven otherwise, I must conclude that his dissension has nothing to do with qualifications and everything to do with race. It sucks. It’s awful. Maybe it’s taboo for white people to complain that African-American elected officials are engaging in race-based determinations. I don’t care, really. I know what I’ve heard this man, Councilman Larvadain, say. I know what he said, pejoratively, to a Jewish member of the Alexandria City Council. And I know the ways in which the institution of government has, so far, protected him against his own blatant bigotry; other people– people who have rightfully been offended– have been willing to save him from himself, the meetings that have never been on television. At some point, someone needs to say something, beyond the hackneyed talking points about the Mayor. In my estimation, it’s entirely appropriate to suggest that, for Mr. Larvadain, race seems to matter more than equality or the fair and equitable distribution of justice.

The man says he doesn’t know how he could possibly find an extra $15,000 to pay the most qualified police chief in Alexandria history, yet, somehow, he also is determined to fight to find money to pay people opposed to the City.

Councilman Larvadain, I can immediately solve the budgetary crisis: All you have to do is assign your salary to the new Police Chief.

Team Gleason

One of the most inspiring and heart-wrenching articles ever published by The Times-Picayune.

Jeff Duncan writes with aplomb, skill, and compassion, and in so doing, he ensures that we can all clearly hear Steve Gleason’s voice. Kudos to Jeff Duncan; this is high-octane journalism about a high-octane human being.

Who in Louisiana can ever forget this magical moment?

Geaux Bill!

This is one of those rare occasions where The Town Talk coverage is simply too personal. Bill has always been a mentor to me, and after the last several weeks, he’s also become an inspiration and a hero. 

 

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