Super Bowl 2013: The Good, Bad and Ugly

The Good
New Orleans is a very fun town. The French Quarter, the Riverfront, the NFL Experience and the people could not have been better. When Santa Clara hosts a Super Bowl, hopefully in 2016, it could learn a lot from the host committee in New Orleans. These folks do it up right.

The French Quarter was alive, Bourbon Street was full, alcohol flowed freely—but without the normal problems usually associated with gangs of people who over-indulge. New Orleans hired 1,500 extra cops; there was no smell of vomit or urine in the streets—though there was an occasional strong odor of Lysol. The messes were cleaned up pronto.

A few were taken away, but without fanfare and with little resistance. Cops on horses cleared pathways in the street. People in New Orleans drink openly on the streets, and a good time appeared to be had by all.

The food was excellent, from Cafe DuMonde for beignets, to Cajun Food at Arnaud’s. The best food we had was in LaFayette at a place called Prejeans. About an hour outside Baton Rouge, it boasts the best gumbo in Louisiana. The very friendly Lester, a 49ers fan, served us. The best fried chicken we found was in the neighborhoods, a place called Willie Mae’s Scotch House.

Finally, the people were very accommodating. Southern hospitality is alive and well. Most impressive was the care and good manners we observed. Southerners are quick with a “please” and a “thank you,” and “y’all” is a familiar refrain no matter the size of the group.

In all, it was a spectacular week.

The Bad
The destruction of Hurricane Katrina is still evident, even inside the Superdome. There are also some places that allowed smoking in restaurants; one guy in Biloxi lit up a pipe. Such inconsiderate behavior is antithetical to the personal treatment one receives from southern hospitality.

There are also the drivers in the South. At times, three lanes of highway are filled with 18-wheelers. Slower traffic bogs down the left lane and nobody has learned how to pass a big rig on the highway. Many of these slow folks are in monster trucks—sutainability hasn’t quite reached them yet.

And then was the actual Super Bowl—a horrible game by the San Francisco 49ers, but one they still should have won. Bad calls, bad judgment, bad execution, poor lighting; followed by a comeback that, if successful, would have put this team on a par with the Joe Montana led comebacks of yesteryear. All for naught.

The Ravens won the championship. Congratulations to them.

The Ugly
Good manners should never be confused with moral virtue. The following will shock the conscience and illuminate the cultural, political and moral divide this nation still faces.
In Biloxi, Miss., we toured the last home of Jefferson Davis. The home called Beauvoir (pronounced Bev-wah), which sits overlooking the Gulf Coast, is a registered national historic site, but it is neither a state nor federal park. It is tended to by the Sons of the Confederate Veterans and was restored and rebuilt after Hurricane Katrina.

The preservation of the site, it’s rebuilding and the history associated with Jefferson Davis is not at issue. It is part of this nation and should be seen, toured and understood. But this is where we part ways with the keepers of the property.

Jefferson Davis is the embodiment of a shameful past. He was the Osama Bin Laden of his time: a terrorist, a man who sought to keep people property and led a revolt against his own nation, for which he had previously taken an oath and served as congressman, senator and secretary of war.

His actions cost the lives of millions, and, though he was defeated, he never acknowledged the immoral nature of his crimes. Those who are tasked with the preservation of his history are proud and unbowed by his appalling legacy. Not only have they preserved his home; they have rebuilt a “Presidential Library” on the grounds.

This brand new building will open in a few weeks and rivals the architecture and grandeur of real presidential libraries. It is an obvious attempt to elevate the stature of a person who was not president, and whose legacy is a shameful blemish on our nation’s history.

The Confederacy never lawfully existed except in the minds of the rebellion. The movie Lincoln makes this point abundantly clear. To set up a “Presidential Library” is a brazen attempt to honor an immoral traitor to the United States of America and his shameful legacy.

The people who operate the property, the Sons of the Confederate Veterans, provide a different narrative of this man’s history. There is not a single reference at the site to his crimes against humanity or the victims of his disdainful legacy. Adolph Hitler’s home, Eagles Nest in Bavaria, which is preserved for future generations, has a memorial to the millions he is acknowledged to be responsible for killing.

Yet at Beauvoir, such an acknowledgement is notably absent.

Confederate flags, long the symbol of bigotry and hate—not unlike the Nazi Swastika—proudly adorn the property. The graveyard of former confederate soldiers, some dying as late as the mid0-20th century, sport Confederate flags on their graves; not American Flags.

Quotes of honor to the Confederacy abound the property. It is sadly sickening to believe people still want to glorify a man and the illusory nation he sought to lead.

Jefferson Davis is not a man to be honored. He was spared the hangman’s noose and only served two years in prison at Fort Monroe. He lived to be 81 and died in 1889 in New Orleans, on his way home to Beauvoir. He is buried in Richmond, Virg. His last home was not associated with the war years, as the Federal Government rightfully seized his original property.

But nothing was so shocking to our conscience than to see Jefferson Davis memorialized as if he were an actual President of a separate country. The juxtaposition of the prevailing historical views and those of the Sons of the Confederacy are still at the root of many of the national arguments today.

To build monuments to a man who was a traitor, a terrorist and responsible for the darkest period in our nation’s history in the 21st century is unconscionable.

But in Biloxi, Miss., there are still people who openly honor a man who brought millions to their graves and who sought to keep millions more shackled. These people continue to champion a person whose philosophy long ago was relegated to the trash heap of history.

It is a shameful memorial, an affront to his victims and an ugly reminder of what still divides this nation.

Rich Robinson is a political consultant in Silicon Valley. He has owned San Francisco 49ers season tickets for 33 years.

Rich Robinson is an attorney and political consultant in Silicon Valley. Opinions are the author’s own and do not necessarily reflect those of San Jose Inside.

2 Comments

  1. Rich,
    There’s a real lack of humility when, with the benefit of 20/20 hindsight we presume to make such moral indictments about the actions of people who lived in an entirely different world than the one in which we live and in which our ideas and opinions have been molded. To have such self assurance that the ‘correct’ position would have naturally been clear to us had WE been there back then, is to demonstrate an attitude so arrogant and lacking in historical perspective as to be dangerous. Regrettably though, in today’s America your attitude is the rule rather than the exception.
    The valorous soldiers on both sides of the Civil War fought for causes in which they believed and for which they were willing to lay down their lives. We are small minded indeed when we fail to honor ALL of them.