The Trump Train Rages Ahead
Two weeks ago, three Tulane University freshmen boarded an orange-haired express for the ride of their lives.
Their destination was Lakefront Airport, a small commercial airfield in New Orleans East. The freshmen had seldom traveled north of Claiborne Avenue or east of Napoleon Avenue. Out east, in impoverished black suburbia, there was no St. Charles Avenue streetcar chugging along through the neutral ground. Their Tulane âSplash Cardsâ werenât valid currency at neighborhood liquor stores or pawnshops. Dilapidated, one-story project houses took the place of Victorian mansions and Creole cottages. Old sneakers dangling from loose telephone wires replaced weeping oak trees and mardi gras beads. Lakefront Airport is a concrete oasis in a sea of shattering poverty.
From the deep east, Tulane was nowhere in sight.
The young students were Hannah Aufdembrink, Devita Friedman-Shaw, and Lauren Crennan. They traveled to this airport to see Republican frontrunner Donald Trump. Trump was hosting one of his infamous campaign rallies, just a day before the Louisiana Republican primary election, which Trump later won.
The three students felt, and still feel, totally marginalized by Tulaneâs alleged âDemocratic majority,â or unbalanced political climate. Now un-restrained by Tulaneâs âpolitical correctness,â as Crennan put it, they were free to board the âTrump trainâ without harassment.
âMost of the time, I donât say anything, because I donât feel like getting weird looks. I feel like I canât express my opinions,â Crennan said.
Trumpâs custom-decaled private plane roared over Lake Ponchartrain, smoothly coasting onto the airportâs runway. The humid-stale air in the airportâs hangar reeked of violent racial tension. Soon, âThe Donaldâ emerged onto the hangar, where thousands awaited his presence. Trumpâs fluorescently bleached teeth radiated from his apricot-colored face.
âWho dat say they gonâ beat Trump?â the crowd said in unison. This boisterous chant of Cajun jubilance brought a smile to Trumpâs small mouth as he waved his sausage-shaped fingers through the air.
Trump stepped up to his elevated podium to begin barking. Trump boasted about his inevitable presidential victory. For most of the rally, Trump talked trash. He either insulted âlittleâ Marco Rubio, âlyingâ Ted Cruz, âcommunistâ Bernie Sanders, or âweakâ Hillary Clinton. The Tulane students were engulfed in a sea of sweaty white faces attached to red t-shirts. Trumpâs supporters clearly have similar fashion sensibilities. Much of Trumps supportersâ apparel depicted the Confederate flag, Louisiana State University logo, or âMake America Great Againâ slogan.
Lauren Crennan, though not an avid supporter of âThe Donald,â fell victim to Trumpâs irresistible âstar power.â
âTrump is an enigma. I wanted to see what was going on. I identify as a Republican, but I would vote for Rubio. Mostly because I went through the issues one-by-one, and Rubio is the person I most agree with, on issues like Cuba, and drugs,â Crennan said.
Ironically, âNew Orleans East,â the site of this rally, is a geographically isolated, impoverished, visually underwhelming minority neighborhood. Just fifteen years ago, this area was totally desolate. Due to post-Katrina rising property values and the 2008 demolition of low-income housing projects in central New Orleans neighborhoods, a huge portion of New Orleansâ low-income Black community has been pushed into this impoverished, fringe neighborhood.
According to the 2010 U.S. Census, New Orleans East is 94% black, while the Tulane University neighborhood, located in western New Orleans, is 92% white. The average yearly household income for 25-year-olds in New Orleans East is $22,000 - more than twice below the national average.
Trump fervently opposes the âBlack Lives Matterâ movement. Many of his âralliesâ have resulted in violent scuffles between disagreeing attendees. Trump is also against raising the minimum wage, which, by the way, is $6.50 in Louisiana. He believes that any âambitiousâ worker,â regardless of salary, education, or race, can âpick themselves up by the bootstraps,â and escape poverty. Trumpâs positions have rendered him a popular enemy of the working class African-American community.
Local protesters representing the Black Lives Movement simply didnât allow the âTrump trainâ to roll on in peace. Outside the airport hangar entrance, dozens of young, predominantly black liberals gathered, chanting, âf**k Trump,â or âfeel the Bern.â
Soon, New Orleans police erected a wall of chain-link mental in front of the airport hangar entrance, where Trump was speaking. Trump finally built his âwall,â but Mexico didnât pay for it.
American flag clad fraternity brothers sporting their âlettersâ sneered at protestors, taunting them from the other side of the chain-link wall, something like minute-men on the border. On the âTrumpâ side of the fence, there the three Tulane freshmen were - glued to their smartphones, snickering, filming the hullabaloo in silence.
Soon, Black Lives Matter protesters made their way into the hangar. They held up signs
âThis is how Iâm spending my Friday night? Get them!â Trump yelled, as police officers dragged protesters out of the hangar, then forced them off the premises.
The next day, Trump won the primary.
The Trump train rages ahead.















