re: Fears grow that the French Quarter could be getting less attractive due to crime

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Last time I was in NO was 4 years ago and my wife and I were doing whatever touristy shite and she wanted to go do something that i can't even rememebr now but I remember it had a tour guide. We were walking around and the guide goes "trivia time- does anyone know the nickname for New Orleans?" or something like that. 90% of all my Louisiana knowledge comes from Tiger droppings and at the time I was just kind of on autopilot and not really engaged in waht we were doing. So I swear on my life my mouth was forming the words and I was in the process of shouting out "Chocolate city!" when someone beside me goes "Crescent city?" and the tour guide answered in teh positive becuase of the shape of the river or something. But in that couple seconds afterwards I got taht deep down in your gut anxiety/embarrassment feeling just thinking about what would've happened if I'd actually answered. Tahnks tigerdroppings

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Well, Crescent City is an unofficial nickname, so it's just as right or wrong as calling it Chocolate City, so you're not wrong. For that matter, The Big Sleazy, Baghdad on the Bayou, Mogadishu on the Mississippi, etc. are just as correct.

Who paid for this study? Who the hell does not know this already. The place has just been a drunk gay Disney like drunk orgy forever.

Should have built the riverfront expressway through there.

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French Quarter

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That’s still there? I stopped going over from BR once crime got bad a decade ago.

You are freaking Teedy out with this inappropriate thread.

We sold our property a bit less than 30 years ago. Back then we still knew our neighbors there, restaurants were open seven days a week, apartments had dwellers and hadn't been turned into condos.
The murders near our place (within three blocks) included four at Louisiana Pizza Kitchen (done by former employees), one on Barracks (the termite specialist professor), the tourist from Scotland (on Chartres in front of the church) the businessman from N.C. who fought back because his business back home had just been robbed, and the 'boyfriend' two houses away who was killed by his girlfriend's father (who reputedly had dispatched a previous bf the same way and who walked free from both.)

None were on Bourbon. These were just close enough (in a ?2 year period) that we heard details.

Property values continued to climb, condos empty most of the time became really common, restaurants were only open Th-Sunday noon. Scum argued on the street at night about who was taking which drugs. We stopped an armed robbery. Our copper downspouts were pulled off and 'recycled'. Movie personnel walked across slate roofs without permission, breaking the slates.

We have never been back to the Quarter.

I miss some friends (most have died). I miss some businesses (mostly in Jefferson Parish) (some of which are no longer there).

One of the reasons I read Tiger Droppings is to remind myself that, now, living pretty much in the middle of nowhere has its good sides and city living (which includes time in Chicago and years in Houston) ain't what it used to be.

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The number of guns that’s been out on Bourbon

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Has nothing to fricking do with it. There aren’t more guns now than 10 years ago. It’s the people

The City That Latoya Doesn't Care About.


other than, of course, to use to fund her first class lifestyle.

Went twice in the past month for concerts. Both times it was full of homeless people begging for money, and weed dealers dealing in the open. Not a good look at all.

Before I'm attacked by the Progtards, I'm pro legalization, pro prostitution, all that....

But openly walking around with bags of weed in front of everyone while having a gun on their hip wasn't a good feeling.

I won't be going back.