I'm a fourth-generation New Orleanian. The city's music and culture are the blood that runs in my veins. A close friend of ten years finally visited New Orleans and told me, "Ah, now I understand you, Bev." If I'm in a bad mood, all I need to do is step out into the streets; some stranger will invariably call me 'baby' or say something outrageous or give me a hug, and all will be well. I also spend a lot of time in Latin America and the Caribbean, especially Haiti, working with social justice movements. I'm a writer, as well, publishing books and articles on what equitable and just economies and societies around the world look like, or could look like.