Sean Payton bought a house.
Well, lots of people buy houses, albeit lots fewer than before the economy blew up. But what makes this deal by the New Orleans Saints head coach stand out has to do with that old real-estate saw -- "Location, location, location."
In this case, the location of the Payton family's new residence is suburban Dallas.
But, according to Payton and the Saints, the coach isn't going anywhere. Well, professionally. Physically, the fam is hauling butt to north Texas, while Payton keeps a New Orleans-area place to crash during the workweek.
Most places, this isn't a massive issue. Bad PR form on Payton's part, but not a massive issue.
Then again, most places ain't Louisiana, and especially ain't New Orleans.
YOU'D EXPECT a certain amount of fan grousing anywhere. That's what sports fans do -- act like total fanatics. Likewise, everywhere has a certain set percentage of cranks and doofuses.
It's just that, in the Gret Stet, the percentage is a little on the high side.
OK . . . a lot on the high side.
You can tell that when you're reading stuff like this in the newspaper. By someone employed there. Paid good money (well, at least money) to produce stuff like this.
Thus, we have the spectacle of a "sports correspondent" for the Houma Courier/Thibodaux Daily Comet writing with such vehemence agin' a carpetbaggin' coach that one almost can picture Red Man juice flying from his twitching lips as he beat the hell out of his keyboard:
It seems the Paytons never wanted to live in Louisiana from the outset.THAT'LL SHOW that Yankee son of a bitch! I bet he thinks he's better'n us.
As a life-long Louisiana resident, this move by the Paytons tells me that they never liked our state or our way of life.
We have to deal with hurricanes and the BP oil spill has hurt our economy, but Louisiana always bounces back.
It is going to be hard to believe Payton when he promotes New Orleans or Louisiana when his family lives elsewhere.
If I was a Louisiana company that uses Payton as a spokesman, I would drop him immediately.
I don't look at this move as Payton's first step to eventually working with the Dallas Cowboys. I look at it as an insult to New Orleans and our state. I guess we are just not good enough for the Paytons.THERE you go, podna.
Of course, by that line of reasoning (such as it is), you also could argue the Gret Stet and its benighted citizenry "are just not good enough" for thousands upon thousands of its native sons and daughters -- and I am among that ever-growing number -- who willingly have chosen to move not only their families but themselves the hell out of not only New Orleans, but out of Louisiana altogether.
It happens . . . particularly in states that live their civic lives (such as they are) at the top of all the bad national lists and the bottom of all the good ones.
In other words, fat, disproportionately violent and uneducated is no way to go through life. Or have your kids think is normal.
That's a cruel way to put it, but what the hell other verdict is being delivered by the cold, hard facts of demography? What other verdict is being delivered by the history of a state perpetually unable to effectively govern itself?
What other verdict is being delivered by endemic political corruption? By lack of opportunity for its college graduates (underrepresented though they might be as a percentage of total population)?
AND THEN you have the disaster area that is New Orleans. Oh . . . and there was a hurricane there, too.
Listen, all you have to do is look at the state budget, and then look at the kind of racial mau-mauing surrounding the potential merger of one really bad mostly black New Orleans college into a mediocre mostly white one -- and then wonder what the hell percentage is there in such a dysfunctional civic landscape?
You could, but folks in my home state would rather work themselves into high dudgeon that some fellow from California who went to college in Illinois has not come to see life in the Gret Stet as the ultimate meaning of life. Face it, some folk just ain't gonna embrace the suck.
And when you think about it -- which Louisianians don't . . . and won't -- perhaps the biggest part of that never-ending suck is that there is not one chromosome of introspection in the Louisiana genome.
This explains a lot. Including, probably, Sean Payton's real-estate transactions.