I'll admit I've not been watching hurricane coverage. We're days' drive away and with the exception of some sprinkles this morning, we've been dry. There isn't talk about Nor'easters yet. Nor about Isaac.
But I have seen the news and the posts and the comments about Mississippi. About the media not naming them, just using 'Land Mass between New Orleans and Mobile.' Now, I'm not going to get into it, cause there doesn't need to be another voice in the yelling or any more fuel to the fire. You can read all kinds about it all over the internet. Here's a good one.
I will say that I got a message on our FB page from J. Washburn this morning and I thought it was just beautiful. So here you go.
"The "land mass between New Orleans and Mobile" has a rich and complicated history. It gave birth to the Blues & Rock-n-Roll. Maybe you've heard of Elvis, B.B. King, Howlin' Wolf, Muddy Waters or Robert Johnson. The "land mass between New Orleans and Mobile" inspired and cultivated the likes of Faulkner, Welty, Ambrose, Percy, Foote & Grisham. Of course, you needn't pick up a book, because this land mass is full of great storytellers who need only a porch & a glass of sweet tea. The fields and gyms of the "land mass between New Orleans and Mobile" have produced thousands of world class athletes, though we are partial to the pigskin having trained arguably the greatest quarterback (Favre), running back (Payton) and receiver (Rice) to ever play the game. Our Coast is marked by sugar sand beaches and comes with a bounty of fresh seafood. Our fertile Delta has fed and clothed people the world over. And, if you ask me, there is a little spot east of
Batesville that is God's country. Let me be clear, though, we are not perfect. There is dark blight in our past. There is still division to be conquered, but there is also unity on many grounds. You see, the people from the "land mass between New Orleans and Mobile" are a proud bunch. We're intensely loyal, hard working and resilient. We are people of faith who'd give the shirts off our backs to help a friend in need, which may explain, despite low wages, why we give a greater percentage of our income to charity than any other state. We still know the value of a firm handshake and looking a person in the eyes. Oh, and weather channel, the "land mass between New Orleans and Mobile" is called Mississippi. Maybe you forgot since after Katrina made landfall on our shores, we rolled up our sleeves and went to work instead of heading for a camera to complain about what the federal government wasn't doing for us."
Y'all be careful over the next bit. Hunker down. Keep an eye out on the neighbors (though we know you will even if we don't say it).
Be well, friends. From us up in this land Mass. to the one down there that has our heart.