Sure, the world is going to hell, with the COVID 19 outbreak seeming to approach pandemic status, violence breaking out in India during Trump's visit, and the stock market tanking, but it's also Mardi Gras, so I'm taking a breather to go eat a po'boy before going out drinking. Carnival may have been cancelled, but the good times must roll ever onward.
A few years back, I wrote a post about that song most associated with 'Mardi Gras', Iko Iko. Back in the 1960s, three teenaged relatives (two sisters and a cousin) had a hit with the song:
I found a performance by the group, now mature women, which demonstrates that they still maintained that sass and charm they had as schoolgirls:
I'm glad I wasn't drinking a Sazerac when Rose said she was 'moving her motor to the beat of the music'. Anyway, the world won't be getting any better or much worse within the next twenty-four hours, so might as well enjoy Fat Tuesday. There's always Ash Wednesday for reflecting on the current Badness.