One of many, many reasons I am privileged to live in New Orleans: this man's writing:
In spite of the weight of history and the difficulty of the moment, I am not living in the past. Increasingly, I am living in a Richard Alpert Right Now, a locus in time informed by the landscape around me and my sense of its age, its rightness for the place, the uneven and green-occluded site lines of a city settling into the earth as perfectly as a Mayan ruin rising out of the jungle. The monumentality of the city informs the moment as you perceive it, but to truly live here is to walk through a series of present moments like cells in a film, the action is in front of you or inside of you and the great pillared oaks and moss-draped homes are just backdrop.
Read the rest of Mark's latest. Because Oyster's right:
...it will take me a long time and several readings to figure out my favorite sentence from this piece. And that's a wonderful little task to have.
I'm gonna go recover from studying Torah and Talmud over some beer...
Let's all send out some r'fuah shleimah to Pistolette's family. This is terrible news. And very sudden, indeed.