The next 20
As you have undoubtedly surmised by all the hoopla, this publication has been
in business for 20 years now. For some of our younger staffers, this may seem
like forever, but for P&J and a lot of the old guard, 20 years sometimes
feels like merely a blip in the long journey of our misspent lives.
In discussing with our editor, Jody Ericson, what would be in this special
issue of the Providence Phoenix and how your superior correspondents
might mark this august occasion, Jody made the unfortunate comment, "Well,
there aren't a whole lot of predictions."
Ah, predictions. That sounds right up P&J's alley since, 1) they have
nothing to do with journalism, per se and, 2) any responsibility for being
prescient vanishes in the knowledge that no one will remember 20 years hence.
So, in that Cool, Cool spirit, let us make a few forecasts as to what we can
all expect around the time of our 40th anniversary in 2018:
Providence Mayor Vincent A. Cianci is elected mayor of Providence without
opposition for the ninth or tenth time (who's counting?) even though he passed
away six months earlier from an accidental overdose of Viagra. The festivities
for renaming the State House the Alan Shawn Feinstein State House are capped by
a special ceremony wherein the face of the Independent Man is reconfigured to
resemble the Vo Dilun philanthropist. As a memento, every member of the General
Assembly is presented with a virtually worthless Malaysian commemorative
coin.
Bob Healey is finally elected governor when all his facial hair falls out and
he is finally deemed a suitable candidate by Providence Journal
columnist M. Charles Bakst. The Providence Film Commission celebrates as the
Farrelly Brothers get the green light from Hollywood for their new $400 million
production of King Lear starring Chris Elliott. This new, lighthearted
version of the Shakespeare tragedy depicts Lear in adult diapers and his three
daughters -- Goneril, Regan and Cordelia -- as exotic dancers at the Foxy Lady.
The entire production will be shot on location in Woonsocket.
Terming the recent 4 percent voter turnout "a disappointment," the Rhode
Island House leadership introduces a bill to give up on all future elections.
The new mechanism suggested for selecting representatives and general officers
is to have the NiRoPe boys pick the winners out of a hat. But the measure
fails, because House members don't show up and vote. Speculation is that they
were home watching the premiere of the fabulous new sitcom No Shirts, No
Shame, starring the Olsen twins debuting on ONL (Only Network Left).
Rhode Island Attorney General Vinny Pazienza announces that the DiPrete case
should be ready for trial by the beginning of the new year. He intends to
prosecute the case himself and has designed a special red, white and blue
fringed flannel suit for the occasion.
The Providence Journal, now owned by RJR Nabisco and published entirely
in Spanish, announces the debut of an English-language page, "English
Lifebleat," while congressional Democrats demand that a special prosecutor be
named by Attorney General Jerry Springer to look into allegations that
President Wink Martindale arrogantly and repeatedly flossed his teeth in full
view of everyone at official state functions.
The first American Pope, Richard Simmons (Pope Pinky I), indicates new Vatican
policies on sexuality and low-fat eating practices. And the American public is
alarmed over the new home cloning kits.
Male bag
In the mail last week, we received this missive from a reader in Pawtucket:
Dearest P&J,
It's interesting how readily you accept Myrth York's "pragmatic politics"
["Matters of opinion and perspective," October 2] but are always so eager to
lambaste President Clinton on the same strategy. No doubt, extra servings of
hypocrisy are on the menu at Casa Diablo. Bon appetite! (sic)
-- Buddy V.
There's an obvious difference here, Buddy. Let's take the issue of lesbigay
affairs, one of the areas where Myrth's currently moderate rhetoric has been
criticized. What's different is that President Clinton has actually done things
(e.g., craft out the ludicrous "don't ask, don't tell" policy for the military,
sign the so-called "Defense of Marriage Act") that have affected the community.
Ms. York is merely guilty of rhetoric. And while we agree that she has been
overly cautious, we haven't seen any great evidence of backsliding.
When action was called for and she was in a position to do something in the
state Senate, York was a leader in addressing civil-rights legislation and Vo
Dilun's archaic sodomy law. In our book, actions speak louder than words. And
by the way, Buddy, if Myrth is elected, depend on your superior correspondents
to be all over her like a cheap suit if we detect backsliding.
Innerviews
Phillipe and Jorge's considerable thanks to our still fave-rave Republican,
Nancy Mayer, for not trying to claim she never made the "sissy with a glass
jaw" remark about Sherbet Whitebread to your superior correspondents -- or that
it was not meant to be repeated.
While Nancy did make the remark during what she described at a debate last
week as a "lighthearted" interview, Phillipe stopped the conversation after
this to guarantee the remark was on the record. Indeed, we've seen enough
people start to pull the trigger with the gun facing backwards to know that
Nancy's would be an explosive comment in print.
Actually, "a lighthearted interview" is what the Providence Night School of
Journalism (Read: the former Leo's, which numbers P&J among its graduates,
along with the Urinal's distinguished columnist Bob Kerr and State House ace
reporter Scotty "F. Alger" MacKay) technically calls "Interview Lite." Phillipe
and Jorge usually prefer to employ the more cultured and informative "Interview
High Life" or, our personal favorite, the challenging and sophisticated
"Interview Absurdicus," which should not be tried at home and should be used
only by licensed professionals.
A fine example of the latter is listening to Governor Bigfoot and his two
henchman, Ed "Black Pope" Morabito and John "Monsieur Pompadour" Holmes,
explain why it's okay to take campaign funds from the folks at Edwards &
Angell and Addit, Porkem & Seeya or Fleet Wideboy Terry Murray, all of whom
face lawsuits from the DEPCO board that Bigfoot chairs.
Insulting our intelligence
Well, quite the excitement this week when the local Dems and GOP brought in big
names to campaign for gubernatorial candidates Myrth York and incumbent Linc
Almond.
Personally, the appeal of Hillary Rodham Cuckold or New Yawk Mayor Rudy
Giuliani is a bit lost on your superior correspondents. Giuliani, after all,
has all of the charm of a ferret with a bad rug, while the First Lady has
become more of a figure requiring sympathy for being married to the
cigar-smoking King of Zipper Problems.
In Giuliani's case, we love the offhand slight to Italian-Americans, who, GOP
honchos no doubt believe, all vote the same way, as they are too ignorant to
make up their minds independently. And Mrs. Billary's insular and overly
protected visit (no questions from those right-wing conspiracy-involved media
allowed) only serves to remind P&J of the overwhelming paranoia of the
First Couple and the embarrassing failure of the feminist element that so
strongly supports York to accost Clinton for his wonderful fidelity to Ms.
"Call me Tammy Wynette."
Hey, Bob Healey, still got plans for Barney? Somehow a large purple dinosaur
seems a lot more credible and real than this pair. estic violence in our midst and help us to rededicate efforts
to eradicate it.
Jockular
P&J stumbled across an interesting scenario in Urinal soccer writer Doug
Chapman's Sunday, October 11 column, which told how New England Revolution
midfielder Edwin Gorter was fined $20,000 for using a racial epithet against a
teammate with whom he was fighting during a post-season scrimmage. Gorter, a
Dutchman who is white, uttered the remark to David Nakhid, who is black and the
captain of the Trinidad and Tobago national team.
Chapman described the scene: "Nakhid continued to complain. Gorter cursed at
him, and Gorter cursed back. Then Gorter shouted, `Get away from me you lack
(expletive deleted).' A shuffle broke out that was quickly broken up."
Evidently, the other players feared that Nakhid or Gorter risked serious
injuries doing a fast buck-and-wing together, so they stepped into the fray.
But it appears that we can confidently read between the lines and know that the
"expletive deleted" was obviously "minstrel."