some thoughts on Al Copeland

So, some thoughts about Al…

Colorful indeed – one can look at his rags to riches story, a poor man struggling to open his first business, becomes wildly successful and garners a fortune that 99% of Americans can only dream of. And with his nouveau riches, he spent it practically as fast as he made it – extravagant weddings, extremely large Christmas displays, too numerous to count motor and water toys to play with, and very public media stories like his battle with Anne Rice over a St. Charles Avenue storefront. Good for Al, a notable eccentric New Orleanian, the stuff of NOLA legend, someone that New Orleanians could be proud of. And of course one must not forget his raison d’etre, that famous, spicy fried chicken…

…then there is the dark side – the rotting business fronts scattered across town on major intersections, business blight scarring the neighborhoods from progress, the alleged wife battering, pulling out of contracts, the alleged criminal “enterprises” run with the myriad vessels that were proudly profligate on the north I-10 service road near Causeway exit #230, stuff that clouded the seemingly beloved NOLA character’s facade.

Most New Orleanians will defend Al, remaining fiercely loyal to a native son who made good. Then there are others that see him for his true colors and point out delicately his entire persona as in the Times Picayune post-mortem. But who are we to judge him, he has an upcoming appointment with St. Peter (or whomever you believe passes judgment in the end) that will determine his fate, not the court of public opinion musing over his passing. Despite his quest for the fountain of youth, he met his fate, and no amount of bargaining mattered, nor can any of that wealth accompany him on his next journey. At the very least I hope he didn’t suffer in the end…

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~ by maringouin on Sunday, March 23, 2008.

 
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