would-be cannibal update, because we just can’t get enough of this sh*t, can we?

**** Now Containing Breast Flashing for Police Protection ****

In the wake of Katrina last summer, both Hall and Bowen were featured in news articles across the country for their perseverance in continuing on with life despite the ubiquitous devastation surrounding them.

The New York Times reported Sept. 9, 2005: “Some holdouts seem intent on keeping alive the distinct and wild spirit of this city. In the French Quarter, Addie Hall and Zackery Bowen found a unusual way to make sure that police officers regularly patrolled their house. Ms. Hall, 28, a bartender, flashed her breasts at the police vehicles that passed by, ensuring a regular flow of traffic.”

It was that “innovation” that caught the attention of not only bloggers but others in the national media as well.

Bob Rosner of ABC News stated: “I’m a fan of New Orleans. And let’s face it, if you had gone through the hell of Hurricane Katrina, would you be able to draw on years of experience at Mardi Gras to get the police attention you needed? Hall, like so many residents of the Big Easy, has the most creative problem-solving skills I’ve ever seen.

“Hall also reminds us that there are the ways that things are supposed to get done and the ways that they actually get done. I’m not suggesting that flashing is a career-enhancing move for most of us. But there are times at work, and in life, where creativity and bold action are not only called for, they’re a requirement.”

As WND reported at the time, female survivors of the storm were urged by government rescuers to flash their breasts in order to receive help in Katrina’s immediate aftermath.

On the other hand, if you live in a bad horror movie, flashing your tits might just foreshadow that you’re about to get killed.

“C’mon, baby!  Don’t leave me!  Who’s gonna cook for me?”

“You’ll just have to learn, Zach!”

Bowen and Hall in happier days.

The young couple, both bartenders, neither native to New Orleans, are among the handful of people—Bowen estimates there are as many as 150—who have yet to leave the French Quarter, the city’s most recognized neighborhood and one of the few that has remained dry.

“We’re having a civilized hurricane,” Hall told the Mobile Register, offering the pair’s media visitor a cocktail and a cigarette as she sat on the front steps of her Governor Nicholls Street home.

As he picked up limbs along the sidewalk, Bowen added, “It’s actually been kind of nice. And I’m getting healthier, eating right and toning up.”

The house has no phone, no electricity. (Hall points out that she “didn’t have air conditioning to begin with.”) The water has been turned back on, but the couple doesn’t trust it. (“Hell no, I’m not touching that stuff,” Hall said.) Bowen guessed they’ve got enough food for about three months.

They spend their days talking to occasional visitors, playing with stray cats that have taken up residence since the storm and cleaning the streets around their home.

They use the downed limbs they gather for cooking fires at night. They depend on outside assistance only for ice, water and news updates. The first has come mostly from Salvation Army and Southern Baptist Convention of Texas volunteers. The latter two have come from other relief workers, troops and news media.

Sometimes, they trade beer and alcohol for the water. “We’re bartenders,” Bowen said, “so we’re well stocked.” Added Hall, “But you can never have too much water.”

Their immediate surroundings are serene to the point of surreal. Most of the Quarter’s 91 square blocks are abandoned and quiet, littered with limbs and debris but largely absent evidence of Katrina’s catastrophic force. The narrow streets, set amid the distinctive French, Spanish and Creole architecture, appear more like a vacant Hollywood movie set than home to Carnival revelry.

“We’ve been able to

see the stars for the first time,” Hall said, after making a few unsuccessful attempts to swat flies. “Before, this was a 24-hour lit city. Now it’s peaceful.”