Broussard sleazery on my mind as Aaron’s drama queen tendencies enter the corrption lexicon.

Boy this past week has been like the old days with an Aaron Broussard story a minute as the Times Picayune has done a bang up job examining the latest Broussard era turds to surface lately. We’ve done so much on Broussard lets do some semi-free association in a change of pace:

Politicians recall Aaron Broussard’s annual retreats in Lake Tahoe ~ Rich Rainey

And I to have tempted you! I, who tired
Your soul, no doubt, till it sank! Unwise,
I loved and was lowly, loved and aspired,
Loved, grieving or glad, till I made you mad,
And you meant to have hated and despised—
Whereas, you deceived me nor inquired!

Aaron Broussard hires new attorney as defense team employs new strategy ~ Rich Rainey

NOW, don’t, sir! Don’t expose me!
Just this once! This was the first and only time, I’ll swear,—
Look at me,—see, I kneel,—the only time,
I swear, I ever cheated,—yes, by the soul
Of Her who hears—(your sainted mother, sir!)
All, except this last accident, was truth—
This little kind of slip!—and even this,
It was your own wine, sir, the good champagne,
(I took it for Catawba, you ’re so kind)
Which put the folly in my head!

Aaron Broussard’s travel completes tawdry picture of abuses and corruption in Jefferson Parish ~ James Gill

BUT give them me, the mouth, the eyes, the brow!
Let them once more absorb me! One look now
Will lap me round for ever, not to pass
Out of its light, though darkness lie beyond:
Hold me but safe again within the bond
Of one immortal look! All woe that was,
Forgotten, and all terror that may be,
Defied,—no past is mine, no future: look at me!

Aaron Broussard raising thousands of dollars for legal bills ahead of fraud trial ~ Paul Rioux

And this—why, he was red in vain,
Or black,—poor fellow that is blue!
What fancy was it turned your brain?
Oh, women were the prize for you!
Money gets women, cards and dice
Get money, and ill-luck gets just
The copper couch and one clear nice
Cool squirt of water o’er your bust,
The right thing to extinguish lust!

It’s wiser being good than bad;
It’s safer being meek than fierce:
It’s fitter being sane than mad.
My own hope is, a sun will pierce
The thickest cloud earth ever stretched;
That, after Last, returns the First,
Though a wide compass round be fetched;
That what began best, can’t end worst,
Nor what God blessed once, prove accurst.

h/t Sal Perricone

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2 thoughts on “Broussard sleazery on my mind as Aaron’s drama queen tendencies enter the corrption lexicon.”

  1. No more champagne/cavier lunches with TP writers, no more Phelps as gatekeeper at the TP—- so ——

    Attention midshipmen gunners Gill, Rainey and Rioux please start Shock and Awe and load, lock and fire at will into the bowels of Lil’ Napoleon’s French brigantine sailing under the flag, “JP Pirates” :

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mkx68UdcPA0

    And under no circumstances are you to pick up any fat surviving pigs or pirates– That is all.

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