Polled heifers
Jennifer Steele of the Conservation Law Foundation recently made a good point
about Governor Bigfoot's attempt to ram the megaport down people's throats. In
a poll, the Providence Business News asked, "Do you support an
environmental impact statement (EIS) study for the Quonset Point container
port?" The results were: Yes (79 percent), No (21 percent) and not sure (zero
percent).
The PBN admits the poll is simply "a weekly survey of 70 top business
leaders throughout the state, representing small and large companies in a
variety of industries and businesses." So in essence, Phillipe and Jorge could
conduct a poll with the same exact question, except we'd ask members of the
Environment Council of Rhode Island. Playing Carnac the Magnificent for a
second, we predict the results would include 100 percent of "No" answers, with
the "Not Sure" category being loaded with write-ins of "Does Bigfoot have a
brain?" or "Has the EDC ever told the truth?"
The problem, as Ms. Steele points out, is that the business people queried
might not even understand that the proposed EIS -- a good thing when done
properly and at the right time -- is far too premature, since Bigfoot hasn't
submitted a concrete plan, and an economic feasibility study needs to be done
first -- if you're planning on applying due diligence to the project -- which
the Missing Linc and the EDC have not.
We're sure PBN didn't attempt to become water-carriers for the megaport
project, but maybe they should now poll businesses to find out if an economic
study would be a good idea. (P.S. Congrats to Tom Schumpert and the EDC for yet
another string of personnel changes last week. Boy, Steamy Tom sure knows how
to build public confidence and credibility in his agency.)
Aid this
Big talk of late from Secretary of State Adam Clayton Colon-Bowel about AIDS --
chastising European countries for not doing enough to help in fighting the
disease in Africa, and calling for a more concerted effort in America. But your
superior correspondents would deem it a lot more than just BS if Colon-Bowel
dismissed the recent remarks by one of Dubya's new faith-based compassionate
conservatives, Andrew Natsios, his appointee to head the US Agency for
International Development, about our country's view of the problem in the Dark
Continent, as we're sure Dubya refers to the place he's never been.
In a recent interview with the Boston Globe, exposed by Bob Herbert in
the New York Times, Natsios -- a professional god-botherer and former
state legislator from Massachusetts, who headed the fundamentalist group World
Vision -- said the money raised by a worldwide fund to fight AIDS should be
used almost entirely for prevention services, "not for antiretroviral drugs
that have been so successful in extending the lives of people infected with
HIV," as Herbert wrote.
Mr. Herbert also cited this exceedingly inane, insulting, and racist comment:
"According to Mr. Natsios, the problems [with correctly administering the
antiretroviral drugs] extend to
the Africans themselves. Many Africans, he told the Globe, `don't know
what Western time is. You have to take these (AIDS) drugs a certain number of
hours each day, or they don't work. Many people in Africa have never seen a
clock or a watch their entire lives. And if you say, one o'clock in the
afternoon, they do not know what you are talking about. They know morning, they
know noon, they know evening, they know the darkness at night.' "
While you're retrieving your jaw from the floor, let P&J tell you that
this isn't the first time this argument has been publicly used by colleagues of
Dubya the Dumb. Fortunately, Herbert cites a person who actually lives in the
21st century, Toby Kasper, a member of Doctors Without Borders, which is
working with antiretroviral drug programs in South Africa, who indignantly
pointed out, "Our patients take two pills in the morning and two pills in the
evening. That's it." Another case, so reminiscent of former President Al Z.
Heifer's tenure, of the Dubya administration leading with a lie.
As Senator Linc Chafee pointed out in a recent inspired and
inspiring speech at URI, the Junior Bush administration has been
traveling under false colors all along and has never been properly called out
for damning exposure, such as his conduct in South Carolina during the campaign
when he stopped by to fellate Bob Jones III, or after his election, when his
first Cabinet choices were John Ashcroft and Gail Norton. Seeing is believing,
folks. It's time to go for the little dope, provided you aren't African and
don't know how to tell time, right?
War criminals
If you haven't been paying attention, you bad boys and girls -- and we know you
haven't since they started running The Weakest Link, starring English
dominatrix Anne Robinson, 20 times a week: Courts in France and Chile are
pursuing P&J and Tricky Dick Nixon's old buddy and famed war criminal, Herr
Doktor Henry Kissinger, to discuss what he knows about the rise to power and
regime of former Chilean President Augusto Pinochet. You may remember him --
he's the guy who succeeded Salvador Allende, after Allende committed suicide by
shooting himself in the back 30 times with bullets with the CIA imprint.
A magistrate in Paris tracked Doktor K down at the Ritz Hotel and asked him to
stop by to discuss the American-backed professional torturer and assassin, but
the good doktor quickly hopped a flight to Italy. He also failed to RSVP to an
invite from a Chilean judge who wanted to know what hand our State Department
may have had in aiding and abetting Pinochet, who's now being taken to task for
little misdeeds like US-condoned murder of people who dared oppose him. Should
we be supporting the inter-country prosecution of people like Pinochet and
Slobodan Milosevic? Darn tootin'. But let's not forget that scum like Kissinger
may also have their day in court, and it ain't going to be before Judge Judy.
Destiny and fairness
For a number of people who work or find themselves in the vicinity of the
Financial District in downtown Providence on weekday afternoons, one of the
favored lunch spots of the past couple of years has been Destiny Deli on the
first floor of the Arcade. About a month ago, this deli mysteriously
disappeared. Your superior correspondents, who had frequently enjoyed the
Destiny's excellent food, sat down with Destiny owners Brad McKenzie and John
Raphael, who tell us they feel that they've been done wrong.
Brad and John say they were evicted by Griffin Realty, the Johnson &
Wales-owned corporation that operates the Arcade, for nonpayment of rent.
However, after the first year of their lease was up, they say, (it was for one
year with a one year option), the Arcade refused to offer them the extension,
instead collecting the rent on a month-to-month basis. Then, the Arcade's
management refused to accept their rent payments.
McKenzie and Raphael acknowledge having been a few months behind at one time
(not an unusual circumstance for a number of the small businesses at the
Arcade), but, according to John Raphael, by late winter 2001, they had managed
to pay off the back rent, were finally making a profit, and had become
increasingly popular with the downtown lunch crowd (P&J can attest to
Destiny Deli's long lines at lunch time).
But in April, a day after Arcade manager Dave Roser refused to accept their
rent payment, they were served with an eviction notice.
What is most distressing to McKenzie and Raphael is that they're Johnson &
Wales culinary arts graduates, featured at one point on the cover of the
school's 1997-98 "President's Report" publication with a large inside
photograph boasting of their entrepreneurial prowess, suggesting that Johnson
& Wales would be supportive of such enterprising graduates.
When the two initially received the eviction notice, they tried to contact
Arcade and J&W personnel, but were rebuffed, they say. No one would talk to
them. Then they got angry, printing flyers for distribution around the Arcade.
But J&W went to court and got a temporary restraining order to prevent
this.
Instead, McKenzie and Raphael decided to pass out a leaflet describing their
plight at the J&W commencement ceremonies. They discussed this strategy
with Mary Carmody from alumni relations who told them, if they'd reconsider and
not pass out the leaflets, she'd arrange a meeting with J&W President John
Yena and other university officials.
Brad and John agreed not to pass out the leaflets. When they got back in touch
with the alumni office the next day, Carmody told them, they say, that she, in
fact, couldn't arrange such a meeting. Once again, Brad and John felt that they
had been deceived. P&J made numerous attempts to contact Dave Roser, the
Arcade's property manager, but he didn't return our calls. Brad and John tell
us that Johnson & Wales gave no reason for why their Destiny Deli was
evicted from the Arcade. If J&W would like to explain its behavior, we'd
like to hear it. Of course, so would Brad and John.
Class act
In a state notably bereft of ethical conduct among its politicians, the URI
Institute for International Sport's Ethics and the Sports Media conference,
from June 21 to 23, was a delightful breath of fresh air. Executive director
Dan Doyle and his troops are one of the best things to ever happen to this
state, and the ongoing World Scholar-Athlete Games, which the institute is now
holding, is a shining example of that.
In addition to a lineup of panelists that included P&J's favorite
sportswriter in America, Robert Lipsyte of the New York Times, Alexander
Wolff of Sports Illustrated, and our old pal, the gay activist and
soccer aficionado Dan Woog Doyle also brought in Murray Sperber, the once and
future Indiana University English teacher, who was IU basketball coach and
child abuser Bobby Knight's bête noire. In the tone of honesty
that pervaded the symposium, Sperber opened the eyes of P&J and Urinal
sportswriter Bill Reynolds, each of whom thought we knew our stuff, to the fact
that for all the laudatory media pieces citing the fact that Knight was an
educator as well as a coach, Bad Bobby only graduated 44 percent of his players
while at IU, and only 11 percent of the black players.
Sleep tight, Texas Tech.
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