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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Stale but relevant

I hate finding stuff in online discussions when it's too far after the fact to answer it, but fortunately I have this outlet. Remember all that "white people find, black people loot" stuff from -- can it really be a whole week ago? how time flies -- which has already been not so much satirized as summarized by The Onion:
White Foragers Report Threat Of Black Looters

NEW ORLEANS — —Throughout the Gulf Coast, Caucasian suburbanites attempting to gather food and drink in the shattered wreckage of shopping districts have reported seeing African-­Americans "looting snacks and beer from damaged businesses." "I was in the abandoned Wal-Mart gathering an air mattress so I could float out the potato chips, beef jerky, and Budweiser I'd managed to find," said white survivor Lars Wrightson, who had carefully selected foodstuffs whose salt and alcohol content provide protection against contamination. "Then I look up, and I see a whole family of [African-Americans] going straight for the booze. Hell, you could see they had already looted a fortune in diapers." Radio stations still in operation are advising store owners and white people in the affected areas to locate firearms in sporting-goods stores in order to protect themselves against marauding blacks looting gun shops.
So, here's a non-ironic instance found in the wild, from a September 2 friend-of-a-friend (the guy actually used that phrase) posting on (bolding mine, some misspellings fixed, some leading context included for fairness):
We [the writer is an MD] have commandeered the world famous French Quarter Bar to turn into an makeshift clinic. There is a team of about 7 doctors and PA and pharmacists. We anticipate that this will be the major medical facility in the central business district and French Quarter.

Our biggest adventure today was
raiding the Walgreens on Canal under police escort. The pharmacy was dark and full of water. We basically scooped the entire drug sets into garbage bags and removed them. All under police escort. The looters had to be held back at gun point. After a dose of prophylactic Cipro I hope to be fine.
We went in with guns -- "under police escort", which means nothing since the police don't own Walgreens -- and took all the drugs. But thank God the looters were held back!

UPDATE: Completely appropriately, this self-described "friend of a friend" story can be found at

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