Tidal Truth

Aug 23, 2009 by

Yesterday was an amazing day that held one surprise, at least, and boy did it sneak up on me.

All I was trying to do was to be nice.

Rising Tide is not strictly a bloggers’ conference; it is purposely tagged as “a conference on the future of New Orleans” because many of us are not hard-core computer geeks. Hell, I wouldn’t know how to put together my own blog from scratch if I tried – bless Blogger, WordPress, Blog-City, TypePad, and all the other places that let us in on their server space for nothing. Computers have simply been a useful tool for our self-expression, our opinions, the sharing of information amongst ourselves and with anyone else who comes across us, and, ultimately, a means by which we have all found each other and expanded from the online world into the offline world of formal and informal gatherings. I have found some dear, dear friends among the blogpocheh, people I would do my best to help and to defend ’til the end of time.

That core group is expanding and becoming better known with each of these conferences we put together. It was certainly a joy to have Harry Shearer there, but it’s an even greater joy to see all my friends, some of whom can only come for this event, and some of whom I’ve known only through their blogs and can finally put faces to their names at the meet & greet registration table – CenLamar and his buddy D.S. being a case in point. Can’t tell you what a kick it was to meet them and schmooze with them for a while.

We’ve had some real doozies come in on occasion to the reg. table whether they preregister online or not. The ones that came in yesterday, though, were the first ones to really scare me a little.

She walked in with a few big guys. She had blond hair, glasses, and a print dress on, and I was writing out her name on a name tag as she paid the door fee. Just to be conversational, I said, “Daya Naef… your name sounds familiar…where have I heard it before?”

Most people take it to be an invitation to explain which blog they write, if he/she is a blogger. Or he/she might explain he/she is a commenter, lurking reader, fan of the keynote speaker, a friend of a panelist, an aide to a local politician, curious about this whole Rising Tide thing, etc. etc.

Blond Hair and Glasses said, “Oh, I’m the Daya Naef that American Zombie keeps writing all that crap about in his blog.”

Well, dunk me in icy cold water, for goodness’ sakes. I wrote out a name tag for Bob Ellis, who was right behind her in a Jedi baseball shirt, and kept my mouth shut, else I would have said something I would have regretted concerning how damn rude that talk of hers was.

The Ashley Award went to Dambala, but Jacques Morial was in the Zombie’s stead, reading his/her words, and I found myself close to tears.

Whoever the Zombie is, he/she can’t reveal it…not now. And it speaks volumes about the corruption Dambala has exposed through his humble online presence and how pervasive and fearful perpetrators of that corruption are when it comes to the voice he/she has given to people who are in the know about crooked doings in this town.

I don’t know if these people found Dambala or not (if the Zombie had “the stealth Morial” reading his/her words of acceptance, I would say not). They were only there for Harry Shearer’s talk and then they left, as far as I could tell. I guess the neon sign they were looking for that was going to magically appear above the Zombie’s head never materialized.

And as long as these folks are never brought to justice, the Zombie will have to remain in the shadows, a conduit for those in the know who also cannot reveal their identities, but who know “too much”.

It’s proving to be too dangerous for these whistleblowing folks to act in any other way.


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  1. “a few big guys”? These large and beefy individuals exuded an air of “I’m going to kick someone’s ass” quite palpably. As MC and production monkey I actually came close to calling NOPD due to fear of violence.

    It speaks volumes that a goon squad is the response to allegations that if untrue should be easily disproved with facts rather than threats. Especially when the posts on the anonymous Zombie’s blog begin qwith requests for factual refutation.

    The age of concrete galoshes and physical intimidation needs to come to an end in this city and I wholeheartedly endorse the Zombie for dragging their dirt into the daylight. The dawn of the social media age is upon us and with it transparency is coming whether the dishonest like it or not. Only the dishonest need fear it, even those who arrive with “muscle.”

    And if Ms. Naef has a problem with the posts here on HumidCity or my own input on them she can come up to Cincinnati where the rule of law actually applies and talk to me directly. I’ll happily webcast the conversation.

  2. Yeah, Adrastos mentioned that to me and Kelly and I was like “wha’????”
    The goonsquad (sadly lacking a good-hearted Fezzik) needs to get lost – the administration has failed on pretty much every attempt at citizens applying for the promised transparency and a public discussion/resolution of problems. And it’s time for them all to go, preferably to get lost in an alligator farm’s feeding schedule.
    (and if it has been actually every attempt – please correct me, I have an inner-Pollyanna to smite – I didn’t want to assume they failed every time, but I fear it probably is so.)

  3. Is that the chick that’s married to Bob Ellis, the Deputy Attorney for New Orleans, who’s afraid to use her married name?

  4. Librap, just curious here.. did Ms. Naef say anything more to anyone to make her presence known?
    or did she sit quietly with her goons during the rest of the conference??

  5. *sigh* i suppose to get my question answered around here i have to be part of the blogging “blogroll” …


  6. Patience termite – it’s Monday after Rising Tide, and in many places, the first day of school… I’m sure if she gets a chance, she’ll answer.

  7. Sorry, termite, just finished putting the little guy to bed.

    Neither Ms Naef nor Mr Ellis, or their two companions, did much more than pay the fee at the door, get their badges on, and watch Harry Shearer doing his thing. They weren’t in much of a position to do anything more than watch, listen, and possibly ask a question. And if that’s all they were there to do, which I hope it was, I hope they got the idea that we were all there because this is our city, too.

    …but from what is reported on AZ about these folks, and from some eyewitness accounts from folks who observed these people and the vibe they sent out, there was some potential there for things to get hairy.

    And hey, my blog’s not on the blogroll, either. We BOTH need to petition the webmaestro to change things there, or we too can get some intimidators. ;-)

  8. Liprap, who was that woman trying to get into RT early that I overheard at one point wheedling that she wouldn’t eat if she could get in for a reduced rate…? Or was that Daya?

  9. That was not Daya. Definitely not Daya.

  10. Elispeth, you are always the voice of reason. i could learn a tremendous amount from you. besides.. i kinda like someone else being the Pollyanna around here. :p

    librap.. putting your fella to bed?? *sigh* wonderful times.. take tons of pic’s, remember the smells, let them eat all the PP&J they want. :)

    ** well, i sure wish i could have been there. i would have parked myself right up next to her and found out the poop. heh heh..
    then i would have gone in my lil car and laughed my ass off. :D

    gotta find fun where you can.

  11. …and another thing… how does one change the pic in the upper right corner??? i don’t like being all bland.. :(

  12. termite…??!? Are you trying to kill me? “Me” the voice of reason? Oh wow…well maybe regarding lil’ things like why folks that rock don’t respond immediately. LOL! I am a bit of a Pollyanna, though…which has seen me put up w/wretched boyfriends far too long thinking, “they are really better than that…” I think I may well have finally dispatched my inner-Pollyanna this last go-round. I shan’t bore y’all w/deets – they aren’t important. Good luck w/the avatar doohickey. :)

  13. HA! so much better being pink!

    (and we wonder why the God’s of HumidCity don’t add us on their blogroll)
    thanks chica’s!

  14. I’m so sorry I missed all of this.
    Especially the ‘Thug Dame’, et al.

    How on earth can one expect to stop getting called a creep by, well, acting like a creep? And creep from a 1940’s film noir, at that. Silly.

    It’s unfortunate that New Olreans is still struggling under Thug Rule; from the cops who intimidate with false reports and senseless arrests, to the city planners buying up all the property they can muster in developments they control, and of course, the Mayor, hiring high end yankee defense lawyers to bury his obvious crimes, and doing it on the people’s dime. It’s disgusting and sad.

    Does this Daya Naef person intend on having her brute squad beat up everybody on the playground? Good luck with that. Some of us bite.

    And a note to Termite & Lipwrap; for what it’s worth, I’m not on the blog roll here, either. But then, who can afford body guards these days, anyway? I’m still using the garden hose.

  15. Peace! The blogroll is way out of date because I’ve been:

    1) Moving across country
    2) having several hundred dollars worth of back end work done to the site
    3)Helping organize Rising Tide
    4) I’m a yutz
    5) The Goon Squad Wont let me.

    The whole thing is up for a complete rebuild in about a week, don’t get your panties in a bunch, I love you all.

  16. heh heh – Loki said “back end work”…LOL!

    Hey, Goon Squad – FYYFF!

    ’nuff sed.

  17. “Back end work” indeed.
    Once again, I’m still using the garden hose.


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