'Pookie, Ray-Ray, Pimp-Daddy Smoove, Lil-Bit, Shorty Tim, Slim-Tee and the whole damn hood done lost their frickin' minds. Thugs have been slinging lead like beads off a Mardi Gras float. On Jassamine St., just outside Indian territory in the northern part of the city, we've been to three shootings in three days -- on the same damn corner.'
Thus begins the latest installment from Rick Portier, the Baton Rouge photog who's found a potent voice as Turd Polisher. It's no secret I'm a fan of this guy and it's not just because we live parallel lives. Rick's the real deal - a veteran TV news photog who can shoot, edit, hustle and write. His nightshift missives are always strong, but Turd really shines when he rolls up on a blue light convention and callls a spade a $#&%! shovel. See if you agree...
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You keep up all this sweet talk, and Mrs. Polisher is gonna start to wonder about us.
Great talking to you yesterday. You broke me out of my funk and I actually got about half a page written.
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