New Orleans has the best food in America in my opinion, so much beautiful architecture in New Orleans and Quebec City. Place d'Armes in both cities. My ancestry is pretty much UK into Virginia and Maryland and a some out west and the islands and Latin America. France>UK when it comes to food, architecture, sex etc.
I would love to see southern New Orleans and southern Louisiana get back to using french language. I am sure there is alot of our leaders awareness about the dependence of the American Northeast on Quebec for power, Quebec is North America 's leading producer of hydroelectricity. America needs to deal with geopolitical realities that are going to be happening in this hemisphere in the next 10-20 years. When you talk about the best part of the South. we need to understand the "bible belt" south fucking sucks and is a cancer in the south and especially in the more aristocratic areas in the Virginia and Maryland and North Carolina and the more interesting parts of the south like Charleston and New Orleans.
I really think Southern Louisiana should just "culturally" secede from the South, we are living under Puritans in Dixie and the hopefully the Southland will return to its more pleasurable cultural part of its native america ,north European ( less puritanical ) / latin /south america, and island roots. At least in terms of food, sex, music, pleasure.
The gentry in the the old south would never have fallen under this "bible belt" culture we live under. Southern Louisiana needs to be a culturally free citistate sort of like Monaco under France or Liechtenstein.
Great music, beautiful architecture, festivals like mardi gras great food and freer and higher francophone culture in southern Louisiana and New Orleans! New Orleans , a pleasure city like Pompeii. Storyville, Jazz, Dixieland, beautiful architecture, interesting leaders like the Long brothers, great festivals like mardi gras, gorgeous girls , sex and great food.
Acadian! This Band song forever for the Southland! In Dixie we live under the rule of what Faulkner called the Snopses., the rise of the lower orders during reconstruction. The lower- middle class Puritans culture, the Bible belt. I hate this bible belt culture, like I hate the liberal/ leftist culture that dominates the American media, that has taken over the southland with every ounce my being. This is not even middle but uber-middle class culture, the lower middle class bible belt is the reality in the South, just like the pathetic, mediocre and weak leftists have dominated the mass media. I am like Jefferson, a Francophone in a few ways.
Especially when it comes to the history of Louisiana and The South.
The war was over and the spirit was broken
The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew
We stood on the cliffs
Oh, and watched the ships
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous
They signed a treaty and our homes were taken
Loved ones forsaken
They didn't give a damn
Try'n' to raise a family
End up the enemy
Over what went down on the plains of Abraham
Acadian driftwood
Gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow
Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride
Oh, what a way to go
Then some returned to the motherland
The high command had them cast away
And some stayed on to finish what they started
They never parted
They're just built that way
We had kin livin' south of the border
They're a little older and they've been around
They wrote a letter life is a whole lot better
So pull up your stakes, children and come on down
Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat
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My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone
Been out ice fishing, too much repetition
Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known
Sailed out of the gulf headin' for Saint Pierre
Nothin' to declare
All we had was gone
Broke down along the coast
But what hurt the most
When the people there said
"You better keep movin' on"
Everlasting summer filled with ill-content
This government had us walkin' in chains
This isn't my turf
This ain't my season
Can't think of one good reason to remain
We worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans
It was ever green up until the floods
You could call it an omen
Points ya where you're goin'
Set my compass north
I got winter in my blood
Acadian driftwood
Gypsy tail wind
They call my home the land of snow
Canadian cold front movin' in
What a way to ride
Ah, what a way to go
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I've never ordered it myself but yeah, it's a staple of cheap diners in my homeland. As with all other greasy meals, it's extra popular during winter.
