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Whitney Plantation, River Road Louisiana

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We have been hesitant to take a Plantation Tour in the South.  Because of what they celebrate, often only the beauty and opulence of the grounds.  And for what they don't, the very reason for their existence and the success.

The Plantations are something to behold.  They history they tell of New Orleans Delta, and how they literally built an agriculture economy out of cotton and sugar cane from the swamps that dominate the area.

What is often left unsaid, or glossed over is how these riches were built on the backs of Black men, women and children.  How slavery enabled the rich and privileged to build and maintain their power through the forced labor of human beings.  Humans who were brought here from Africa, and later their sons and daughters, and then their grand and great grand children who were sold as property through the domestic slave trade.  Their labors enforced through the brutality of cruel masters and overseer's.

A walk through the Whitney Plantation in Wallace, L…

Diva Day in the French Quarter

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Friday was Diva Day.  It's when a number of marching clubs, The PussyFooters, The Bearded Oysters, The Camel Toe Lady Steppers, The Prima Donnas, The Goddesses of Fun and Marriment, The Divine Jewels of Covington and their Elvi escorts, rally at Arnaud's on Bienville at Bourbon Street and strut their stuff.  Many of these clubs also march in other parades, but this is a chance to see them, up close and personal.

With a police escort, they stroll through Bourbon and Royal Streets in costumes that have been a year in the making.  Standouts are the beaded bustiers made from Mardi Gras beads. Want-to-Be Divas wait years to join a club.  These women stroll along with brass bands and do there best to make sure the crowd has a good time.

Words really can not do these ladies justice, so I will let the pictures speak for themselves.  As the Times-Picayune says about the French Quarter on the Friday before Mardi Gras, "The greatest free show on Earth."

Laissez les bon temps ro…