TIMONIUM, Md. – One of the most inspiring stories to emerge from the national flood of sympathy for the victims of Hurricane Katrina is the manner in which New Orleans’ prostitutes have been welcomed with open arms in cities across the United States.
Like most of Katrina’s victims, New Orleans’ working girls lost not only their homes but also their livelihoods when many of the city’s streets were turned into canals. The French Quarter, where the majority of New Orleans working girls were employed, was spared a major environmental insult, but that was scant comfort to the ladies who maintained drive-by offices there.
“So what if the French Quarter was spared major damage, cher,” said Licorice “Forty Licks” DuBois. “It’ll be a long time before you see loads of conventioneers staggering around looking for some etouffee.”
DuBois, who was working to put herself through culinary school, tried to “hustle the Superdome” during the days immediately following the flood. She was appalled at what she found there.
“Them [African Americans] didn’t have no money or no manners,” she said. “When they found out I was a working girl, they expected me to give it up for free. ‘[Screw] that!’ I told them. ‘You [African Americans] want something for free, you best get over to Kmart before the National Guard arrives—and stop by the personal hygiene department while you’re at it.'”
Because the Superdome was like “one big-ass ghetto when the garbage hasn’t been picked up for a week,” Du Bois was on the first bus to Houston. She stayed with relatives there long enough to hook up with a suburban Baltimore, Maryland, family that was offering free room and board to hurricane victims.
“They think I’m working in the kitchen at Applebee’s,” said DuBois, standing near the curb in Baltimore’s notorious red light district. DuBois has been working Baltimore for almost a week. Other than finding it dull compared to the French Quarter, she has no complaints.
“The other girls have been great to me,” she said. “One of them set me up with her pimp, who agreed to let me keep half of what I make instead of the usual one-third, and he promised not to beat me more than once a week. There’s also a clinic in town that’s giving free checkups to hurricane victims, so I can keep my STD (sexually transmitted disease) test current.”
Heartwarming stories like DuBois’ can be found all across America.
“There might not be anybody doing benefit concerts for us,” said former New Orleans prostitute Nutella Rich, “but that doesn’t mean people haven’t shown us the love.”
Rich, who had escaped New Orleans several days before Katrina struck, is currently staying in a YWCA in Des Moines, Iowa. She cried tears of joy the first time she performed oral sex on an overweight, middle-aged insurance executive.
“It felt so good to be working again, I almost paid him,” said Rich.
Johns are also happy that New Orleans prostitutes are working again.
“You get tired of the same old same old, especially in a town the size of Des Moines,” said one John. “These New Orleans girls bring a little spice to the interaction, if you know what I mean. I’ll probably get downtown more often as long as they’re here.”
Next Oprah: Laura Bush admits, “President is slow to respond at home, too.”
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