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Monday, November 30, 2009
NAACP, needs to give Brad Pitt, a image reward for his philanthropic efforts and activities in the lower ninth ward. Thanks to FRED A. BERNSTEIN, New York Times, AL ANDREWS, who lives on Tennessee Street in the Lower Ninth Ward of New Orleans, said he didn’t mind the tour buses coming through his neighborhood, but he wished the visitors “would give some of what they pay to the community.” Mr. Andrews lives in one of the brightly colored, modernist houses rising on a small patch of the Lower Ninth, four years after it was devastated by Hurricane Katrina.In 2007, frustrated by the slow pace of rebuilding in the Lower Ninth, Brad Pitt set up a foundation called Make It Right; the foundation then commissioned 13 architecture firms to design affordable, green houses. The organization plans to build 150 homes, all for returning Lower Ninth residents. So far, just 15 of them are occupied, but those 15 make a big impression.
Indeed, from the main route into the Lower Ninth, the Claiborne Avenue Bridge, it’s impossible to miss the Brad Pitt Houses, as everyone here calls them. They are sprawling, angular buildings in bold hues not usually seen outside a gelateria. Monuments to the city’s resilience, and to Hollywood’s big heart, they are also New Orleans’s newest tourist attraction.
Residents like Mr. Andrews and his neighbor, Gertrude LeBlanc, were happy to converse. “If we don’t talk,” Ms. LeBlanc, a cheerful septuagenarian, said, “how will people know what happened to us?”
During my previous trip to the Lower Ninth four years ago, I mainly saw devastation. Wrecked houses were everywhere. Now much of the debris has been cleared, and acre after acre has gone back to nature, with grass almost as high as the reconstructed levees. The main effect in much of the district is an eerie stillness.
But “Brad Pitt’s neighborhood” is a beehive of activity, with builders and landscapers vastly outnumbering residents. A sign in front of each of the houses gives the name and city of its architect. One, called the Float House, was designed by the Pritzker Prize-winner Thom Mayne of Los Angeles. The main part of the house is built to rise with surging flood waters, on pylons that keep it from coming loose. It’s difficult to see the innovative foundation, but unusual external features are easy to spot, such as a kind of trellis cut into intricate patterns and painted turquoise, set against the raspberry-hued building.
Nearby, an angular house by GRAFT, a multinational architecture firm, features a porch enclosure that looks as though it had been cracked open by a storm, an unfortunate visual resonance. A house by the Japanese architect Shigeru Ban has a private courtyard space between the living room and bedrooms, but none of the detailing that would make it feel like a part of New Orleans.
Indeed, the houses seem better suited to an exhibition of avant-garde architecture than to a neighborhood struggling to recover. A number of designers I talked to, some of whom had visited the neighborhood, lamented the absence of familiar forms that would have comforted returning residents. James Dart, a Manhattan-based architect who was born and raised in New Orleans, described the houses as “alien, sometimes even insulting,” adding, “the biggest problem is that they are not grounded in the history of New Orleans architecture.” But, like other architects I spoke to, he expressed admiration for Mr. Pitt. “He deserves a great deal of credit,” Mr. Dart said, adding that Mr. Pitt had “done more for New Orleans” than any government agency.
Jennifer Pearl, a broker who has several houses for sale in the Lower Ninth, has a practical view. “Brad has the very best intentions,” she said. “However, had he come here with houses that looked like what had been here before, he probably could have had four times, five times as many houses up by now.”
Another issue with the houses (except for Mr. Mayne’s) is their elevation: to protect them from future floods, they have been built on stilts that turn their front porches into catwalks. The goal of porches is to create a sense of community, and that’s hard to do when neighbors and passersby are literally overshadowed.
Monday, November 23, 2009
With all the talented young black women graduating with degrees in journalism or mass communications, why must we endure a senior citizen trying to reclaim her youthful ambitions as a faux Oprah, sit your old ass down, just because you think you got legs like the young Tina Turner, doesn't mean you still got it!
The same goes for Dorothy Height, turned the leadership over to a younger progressive woman, you are damn near 100 years old!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Victims of racial discrimination take heart -- you now have an ally in none other than Elisabeth Hasselbeck.
On 'The View,' Hasselbeck claimed to have received stares as she and her daughter, whose favorite toy is a black doll, walked through the streets of New York. And now, she says, she can relate to being black.
"We ran errands yesterday, so we went all around New York City and I saw a couple of looks that made me uncomfortable," Hasselbeck said, adding that people seemed to be questioning the color of her daughter's doll.
Because of this, Hasselbeck said she can "totally relate" to the black experience despite being white and that her name is "Hasselbeck, not Hasselblack." Hey, who needs 200 years of violent oppression when you've got a day's worth of puzzled stares?
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
The Angry man has been on another hiatus, I took a break from some of the annoying bickering that you read online about the image of black men and women, but the me problem is that some black intellectuals don't take the time to get off the high horse, and appreciate our everyday heroes in the community, such as Charice Lewis. Whom quick reaction to commuters waves save another woman's life. When I see these type of stories about sisters, and brothers...it balances out the stereotypes portrayed in movies like Precious! Lewis the driver of a Boston subway train that stopped just before hitting a woman who had fallen onto the tracks has been hailed as a hero.
Charice Lewis got a radio call from fellow subway employee Jacqueline Osorio when she saw the woman, who had been drinking, tumble over.
Ms Lewis immediately tugged the emergency brake which stopped in time.
"As I'm approaching, the lady pops her head up, and I'm like 'Oh my God, someone's in the pit'. So I just threw it in emergency, exactly what I'm supposed to do. And it stopped just in time not to hurt her," said Ms Lewis.