I will never forget. Parents took me on a long summer road trip that spanned almost two week in our terrible mini-van. Visited well over a dozen schools I might one day attend for grad school. Not sure why we visited most of them, Duke or Auburn (just to name a few), since it seemed almost forgone thing I’d go to LSU as my father had.
It is at times hard to explain to people what my time in that place meant to me. My time in Red Stick, and that is the meaning of Baton Rouge, could not have been better. I could go on for hours about how important this city and university was to me.
When I was born my father was finishing his PhD under T. Harry Williams. Go Google that. He won a Pulitzer Prize for his book on Huey Long. Mom worked for Edwin Edwards in the Capital. I so love Baton Rouge. But the level of corruption was hard to put your mind around. I thought my state of Illinois was fucked up, but Louisiana is worse.
In a bizarre headline:
Louisiana has no money. The state is currently operating with a $940 million budget deficit that is set to balloon to $2 billion in the next fiscal year. Not only could the football season be canned the University itself is in danger of going bankrupt.
The flagship university of the State is close to closing, all because former governor Bobby Jindal thought that massive tax cuts, as Republicans always so and it never happens, would trickle down.
Now newly elected Governor John Bel Edwards is left to clean up the mess left by Jindal. He has no easy choices.