Astronomical Odds

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04/06/2006

New Orleans

Neighborhood: Letter From Abroad

The odds for winning the Powerball are146 million to one. I would suppose that finding the winning ticket lying on the street would be a million times the 146 million to one. But I do propose to you the question of how likely it would be for a mayoral candidate of New Orleans to be walking in downtown Baton Rouge eighty miles away from his opposition and stumbling upon said competitor’s schedule for the day?

And yet, there it was. Letters to be mailed to supporters and an opening speech for this evening’s debates. Where is Mr. Landrieu at this very moment? Well until 4:30 CDT he is preparing for a debate. At 4:30 he will be in the Magnolia room at the Hilton Riverside then off to the Royal Sonesta Grand Ballroom for the debate. Mr. Landrieu will then cap his evening off at the Windsor Court to raise funds.

What does the small guy do with such material? Well if he is an honest man, and yes a fool, he calls the person who lost the material and returns it. And that is what I did. Nonetheless it did occur to me to redraft tonight’s speech for him to see how he could handle himself unscripted for a moment. It would have been fun but what would such an act prove?

Meanwhile, Candidate Adriani is on foot in Baton Rouge while more nails are removed from his tires. I should have bought a couple of pin cushions to ride upon. There is one thing for certain: Mitch Landrieu does not worry about flat tires and moreover he does not know that the little guy who runs against him would have loved to use the schedule he found against his opponent.

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