Last year's Mardi Gras (which was earlier) I dressed up, put on the most colorful and dramatic face cosmetics I possess, draped myself in beads and went off present the seminar that gave a history of cultural, economic and political connections among NYC, New Orleans and Havana. That night we went off to hear Big Sam. A few days later we were in New Orleans ourselves, during which el V was interviewed by Spike Lee for his HBO follow-up to When the Levees Broke.
This year it's difficult to realize it is Mardi Gras, so far removed do we feel from everywhere else. However, I think this sense of removal has more to do with such intense explorations into the historical past than it does with geography. We'll be in New Orleans next month so she will spring back into dramatic habitation of the head again, as she always does.
Still, it's sad that we don't have even a single strand of Mardi Gras beads around our necks today.
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