This is funny! I've visited New Orleans many times although all were before Katrina. You've got to accept that an old, damp, below-sea-level, sweaty, alcohol-soaked, sea port cum chemical processing region is going to have some smells that don't compliment Emeril's cuisine. The place stinks by tradition.
So, we've got this opportunism:
Something Stinks Here, Must be BP
So, they are 100 miles from the coast, so far there has been minimal land impingement despite potential for much more, and the prevailing winds are westerly, yet in that miasma of foul odors which is the Big Easy, they are wrinkling their probosci over what can only be the result of the Deepwater Horizon blowout.
Amazing. They must be getting in line for reparations.
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