Jackson Jambalaya

Where are drunks going to go now to pass out in their plate of eggs and bacon?

I'm sure this will inspire self reflection and behavior changes in the local culture instead of cries of racism.

Waffle Houses are clubhouses for thugs. I haven't been to one in 20+ years. The last time was when I noticed that the cook was picking his nose.

It ain't the drunks causing this change, Einstein.....

Maybe the cops can set up a check point upon watching after midnight patrons leave. This can be a “win win” for Vicksburg P.D.

With the push to have Security at all places of business in Jackson, who believes this may become standard for us, particularly in light of three of our yutes killing a security guard the other day?

I used to think highly of George Flaggs and wished we could have a Mayor with reasonable views such as him in Jackson, but, if he can't get it together to control crime...

Is Vicksburg fast becoming mini Jackson?

@8:51 - the answer is "yes" according to many who live in Vicksburg.

George suckled at the teat of Bennie, Mayfield will be the next mistake elected mayor of Vicksburg.

8:48 Face it. Vicksburg is not your average little sleepy Mississippi town that shuts down everything after 10:00 p.m. There are 24 hour businesses attracting all kinds of people from other places. Some just lost all their money and many have been drinking. That's the landscape Flaggs or no Flaggs.

Go northeast of Mississippi and you won't see this issue. Several years ago, I stopped at a Waffle House in Morristown, TN after midnight, and it was like something out of a Hallmark movie. Service with a smile, and the food was great. There were a few noticeable differences between that Waffle House and the ones in central MS. Hmmm...

@8:48. Agreed

I blame every bit of this madness on judges, DA's and all local prosecutors.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYNFqmu2toI

Man, they are doing better than McDowell Rd or Northside Drive. Vicksburg still has a Waffle House.

10:36AM, that works in-reverse, too. In the early '90s, I listened to someone's intern, who grew up in Rancho Palos Verdes Estates (LA: the priciest tip of a pricey peninsula), describing his attempt to get pizza at the Canton Pizza Hut (this was before Mayor Mary's Miracle brought Nissan, and Madison County was still a surreal wasteland).

This was someone who'd worked as a "male gigolo" in London, who'd rented his student apartment from a retired New Orleans hooker, and who'd done his Junior Year Abroad, in Madagascar (during a revolution). But that HOUR, waiting on his pizza, was his scariest story, and obviously the most disturbing interlude of his life. The dynamic he described, sounded like the beginning of a horror movie: scary characters coming and going - all looking at him - all commenting on him...

Different demographics - different experiences.

Waffle House in Vburg has been the ultimate drunk's-hangout for at least 55 years that I know of. And its popularity increased greatly with the advent of Sonny Meredith's 'dockside gamblin'.

Night or day, 24/7, half the patrons are drunk as hell counting flies on the windows with the other half being drunk as hell counting flies on the windows after having just lost next month's rent at the casino.

Waffle Houses, and the like, exist for one reason and one reason only...the human body's craving for sugar and salt after an abundance of alcohol.

They better be making it a drive-thru; otherwise the thugs will be even more pissed for having to go in and get their good. Back in the day, we’d go to the IHOP on I-55N West Frontage Road at the end of the night. You might have had to wait 5 minutes for a table, but you never feared for your safety. If there was so much as a disgruntled customer, you’d never know it. Society used to be civilized. People had manners and respect for others.

Waffle House was used by many men who had been out drinking at the fine establishments in Jackson. Late at night just after closing time it was used as a place to get a good look at the person they had picked up at closing time at their favorite watering hole. Waffle House saved many men from having to chew off their arm the morning after.