As I look out of the window, I see a truck marked X Sanitary Supplies. Flanking the words are fleurs de lis. Some might associate the symbol with purity. But in this post-storm landscape, I can think only of my city. Which I suppose is actually their goal. But I can't help but wonder if they're doing themselves a favor. The closest I've ever come to assocating New Orleans with sanitary is when I lived in New York and looked forward to coming home to a cleaner city. But cleaner than New York is a long way from sanitary, my friends.
Posted by Shokufeh at October 31, 2007 02:34 PM