"The late Justin Wilson, an extraordinary Cajun chef..."
Been years since I thought of him. He was amusing, though the Cajun Cornpone grew a little thin. Browsing through a book on Cajun Humour by a professor of English at LSU, the book with an entire chapter devoted to him, I discovered that...
'ol Justin was roundly despised by the entire Cajun community!
First, his repuation as a humourist was built almost entirely on telling what used to be called Polish Jokes on the Cajuns - a Polish Joke illustrated the utter stupidity of the Poles (Now prohibited on pain of economic execution under the rules of Political Correctness) but in his telling, the Cajuns the butt of each story.
Secondly, Justin was only HALF Cajun - one parent was, one wasn't at all.
He had been raised in Louisiana but was, notwithstanding the heavily accented and amusingly fractured English, quite well educated. He held graduate degrees in Industrial Engineering and had served during WW II in several manufacturing plants up Nawth as a Safety Engineer. (Do you recall his frequent mentions of wearing both a belt and suspenders?)
He was fun, though- at least in small doses. Kind of miss him.