Mark Anthony Given 
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Re: “Gambit’s Best of New Orleans 2016

America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans. Everywhere else is Cleveland. -Tennessee Williams
THE ANDREW JACKSON RESTAURANT on the sixth block of Royal Street was smack in the middle of the New Orleans French Quarter and all they served was steamed food. A Handful of dishes a couple of salads and real New Orleans French Bread and a desert or two, in a little patio off the street. Maybe ten or twelve tables and only open at night. The line every night was from the street down a wall of an antique store to the patio area for run of the mill "Tourist Food." The owner was pulling down thirty grand cash a night with a staff of five or six and paying them peanuts. If you are a restaurant worker and can't find a job in the French Quarter, there's no use looking anywhere else. Got to be a couple hundred restaurants. I know I can cook and will blow your socks off with just the ordinary stuff you got in your kitchen....every night of the week. I worked in nearly twenty restaurants and have quit jobs just because I didn't like the way you talk to me. I can, and have went door to door, restaurant to restaurant either 10:30 AM or 2:30 PM when they have time to talk to you, and I'll get turned down three or four times and Bingo! Walk into a place that someone just quit or fired, and you can either do it or you can't. Good Food, like Good Writing, can't be faked.…

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Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 12/15/2016 at 11:31 AM

Re: “Gambit’s Best of New Orleans 2016

I mingle with my peers or no one, and since I have no peers, I mingle with no one. #JohnKennedyToole , A Confederacy of Dunces

THE SPIRIT OF MISADVENTURE permeate the air and the entire 120 square blocks reeks of history, alcohol, sex and sin. I instinctual knew that having to deal with people face to face all day and have to Please them, would provide the personalty transformation I so desperately sought. When you read a couple hundred books and hitchhike from one end of the country to the other a half a dozen times, you have allot to say, but knowing how to say it, has to be acquired....…

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Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 10/04/2016 at 1:41 PM

Re: “Commentary: Good fiscal stewardship

WHEN THE ONCE HONORABLE 60th Mayor of New Orleans, Louisiana Ray Nagin self-serrender's to Receiving & Delivery at the federal correctional facility at FCI Texarkana, Texas on September 8, 2014 on or before noon, he will be treated much like another cog in the wheel to the East Texas prison staff and inmates alike. I was in there for thirty-six months with Don Carlos Marcello, See "The Texarkana Dons", (link below), so I know. After a few days of minor celebrity he will be found picking up cigarette butts in the parking lots like Gucci did after his own family ratted him out for tax evasion, or under the blazing hot Texas sun behind the south end of a north bound push mower cutting grass...
BECAUSE RAY RAY doesn't have a…

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Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 09/27/2016 at 4:05 PM

Re: “Where is Carlos Marcello buried, and did the Mafia in New Orleans die with him?

#TRUECRIMEMEMOIR THE THREE DON'S were holding court in the chow hall at the federal correctional facility at Texarkana, Texas in the summer of 1989, and they were waiting on me. Several weeks earlier I was sitting with Don Carlos Marcello and the defrocked Texas Supreme Court Justice Donald Yarborough, doing time for bank fraud. His case is in education textbooks on how to screw up an election by name recognition alone. Them hillbilly's thought they were voting for "Cale," Yarborogh, the famous Texas race car driver! Once he got named to the highest state court in the State of Texas he told me bought a bank, or got appointed to a board and wrestled control and then began to live the life of a high rolling Texas Supreme Court Justice! Once they were on to him he absconded to small small island in Ghana or somewhere and enrolled in medical school. He was in the same Unit as Carlos, "A Unit, the worst of the Units. I was at the other end, E Unit and my two man cell over looked two lighted tennis courts, boccie ball, a third of a mile running track with a baseball and soccer field in the middle.

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Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 02/11/2016 at 7:39 PM

Re: “Wendell Pierce, American Crime Story and Bourbon Street tourist drinks

STANDING IN LINE AT THE BANK in a little strip mall along Highway 90 in Biloxi, Mississippi, this was probably the 50th bank I robbed and I got too comfortable. I used the same bank account I had swiped off a mailbox right next to the front door of an old historic home, in a wealthy part of Gulfport. I had already called the bank to verify a $1,000 check, pretending to be a local merchant so I knew there was that much in there. Monday morning at 11:40, I strolled into the Main Branch of the Hancock Bank and Trust, the biggest bank on the Mississippi Gulf Coast, in downtown Gulfport, Mississippi.
TWO BLOCKS FROM the beautiful Gulf of Mexico, I parked a block away from the bank and walked into the tallest building on the Coast, and up the escalator and grabbed Another Hot Grand before breakfast. I forced down the little fear I knew was good, it keeps you on your toes, I learned long ago, that I was so sporadic and switching jurisdictions so fast, that they were not looking for me to walk into their bank, and the Show didn't start until I handed them the checks and Deposit Slip. As long as I stayed calm, everything went well and I was able to detect any hint of cops, I would see it in their eyes.

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Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 01/13/2016 at 5:27 PM

Re: “French Quarter residents post caution signs after recent violence

ABOUT FOUR IN THE MORNING I was on my nightly patrol in the Seventh Circle of Hell like in Dante’s Inferno, otherwise known as the New Orleans French Quarter, when in the next block, almost to the end of the street I see a couple leaning up against a car parked on the side of a one way street facing the river. As I cross the street continuing up toward them I see it is a black guy grinding out a white girl next to the driver door of a small white rental car. The girl in her late 20’s in a white dinner dress was flopping around like she was ready to go right there on the street. As I get closer I see the black guy is rubber necking the block like he is plugged into an electric socket. Just when I realize what is really happens, I notice it is a black ghetto rat has found some drunk white girl who is too drunk to unlock her car, he comes up jams her against the car, unlocks it with some difficulty while pinning her against the car he notices me coming the whole way. Just when I am calculating whether I should intervene by hollering or running over there to stop him, she falls into the driver seat, he rag dolls her into the passenger seat, start the car and is around the corner heading up Burgundy towards Canal Street, and the worst night of her life…..which hopefully she’ll be so drunk she won’t remember what he and his buddies got planned for her…. I tell everybody I meet, stay out of New Orleans……

Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 01/30/2015 at 8:47 AM

Re: “French Quarter residents post caution signs after recent violence

MY FIRST NIGHT IN NEW ORLEANS I fell through an ancient funeral crypt in the middle of the night in a Mid City Cemetery. It was the late 1970's and I had hitch hiked from New York and had left the Florida Panhandle that day and had ridden with two young men going to California or Texas. They had regaled me all day with stories about the New Orleans French Quarter but refused to get off the Interstate or take Interstate 10 downtown and dropped me off at the Interstate 610 Bypass at Canal Street about three or four miles from the Quarter. A half mile from the 610 on Canal Street it does a little hip fade before continuing back on in a straight line all the way to the foot of the Mississippi River where you can get on a ferry an cross for a few bucks in Algiers, Louisiana. The Mid City area of at that intersection are three huge cemetery's. At least one is all mausoleums where people are buried above ground because the water table is so high. You dig one foot and you hit water...…

Posted by Mark Anthony Given on 01/26/2015 at 8:07 PM

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