It is about time someone pointed out that the vile crooks of Wall Street aren’t just greedy, thieving bastards. They are, in fact, traitors to this country and its citizens.
Never mind the Chinese hackers with their economic espionage or those Al Qaeda operatives bringing down the Twin Towers. They can’t hold a candle to what our fellow Americans in the investment business have done to we, the people. Line ’em up against the wall, and hold the blindfolds, it appears to be the only language they will understand.
Sleep tight, Benedict Arnold.
GREENING UP
Given Phillipe and Jorge’s pro-environment nature, we are pleased to see a new Web site making a mark very quickly in Little Rhody. It’s called ecoRI, and is headed by Frank Carini, former news editor at the Newport Daily News, who is making a go of it on his own.
Carini has enlisted the help of some very sharp freelancers who have hit the deck running, and they have been putting out a very nice product from what these jaded old eyes have seen.
P+J urge you to take a look, and also open up the purse strings a bit for ecoRI if you can, as like everyone else trying to get by, P+J included, we all need a bit of lolly to keep the music playing.
ART BEAT
P+J’s cultural tip for the week is the “Nature+/-Nurture” opening for artists Nancy Whitcomb and Angel Dean at the Providence Art Club’s Maxwell Mays Gallery at 11 Thomas Street in Our Little Towne on Sunday, May 2 from 2 to 4 pm.
The exhibit will run through May 21, so don’t drink the hemlock if you’re tied up Sunday. But do take time to have a look — Gallery Night Providence, from 5 to 9 on the third Thursday of the month, is always an opportune time — because the ladies do very nice stuff. P+J were particularly taken by Whitcomb’s painting of synchronized swimmers on the official invite, and we are sure that’s just the tip of the iceberg, knowing Nancy’s past work.
As always, be there or be square, and tell ’em who sent ya.
A CAN’T MISS NIGHT AT THE THEATER
Our pick for the best night out in the month of May is Tom Stoppard’s Rock ’n’ Roll at Pawtucket’s Feinstein-Gamm Theatre all month long. There are numerous reasons to recom-mend this show, not the least of which is that the folks at Gamm have long been making some of the most exciting theater in the Biggest Little, right up there with the heavy-weight champs at Trinity Rep.
The top-notch theater company is under the always-inspired direction of Casa Diablo regular Judith Swift, fresh from a recent trashing by some freelance genius in a BeloJo let-ter to editor. Bloody but unbowed, Ms. Swift explains the upcoming production to P+J this way:
Rock ’n’ roll is here to stay. Why? Because it is the First Amendment for those who want to experience primal joyous expression. Concerts are the right of youth or the youthful to free as-sembly. From its inception, rock and roll has frightened the established order because it stems more from the limbic system than tidier parts of the brain. Were the tanks that rocked and rolled over Prague Spring more powerful than the underground bands that kept preaching the musical heresy of Pink Floyd or the Velvet Underground? Tom Stoppard sees rock and roll as the quintessence of freedom. When you compare the essence of Cream, the Kinks, the Doors, or the Fugs to the ideology of any political system, well, give me strawberry fields over battlefields any day.
