Kudos to all the bloggers who have been having a field day laughing at and reporting on the absurd notion of Mayor Ray Nagin getting an award for recovery, courage and leadership from the so-called Excellence in Recovery Host Committee. Those who have contributed to the chorus of guffaws and research are, by now, probably too numerous to count, so please forgive me if I dont name you individually I fear I would leave someone out so take this as a huge, collective, high five.
As I was laughing about all this with Kevin Allman, I tried to imagine what it might have been like if Bernardo had actually told everyone whose name and/or restaurant he used on the invitation and host committee that this whole thing was actually a scheme to pin a medal on Nagins chest. The first image that came to mind was the classic Biggus Dickus scene from Monty Pythons Life of Brian, which is always worth recalling for any reason but I find it especially, um, fitting on this occasion.
It also occurs to me that this reference could give a whole new context to the mayors threat to cold cock someone.
Okay, enough penile puns for one day.