The "size of Rhode Island" hotline is already buzzing. A man whose name was garbled on the voice mail he left in the office tipped us off to a reference on page 32 of the March issue of Field & Stream. In a story titled "Salmon Roulette," writer Kirk Deeter describes how the proposed Pebble Mine in the heart of Alaska's greatest wild salmon and rainbow trout region could devastate one of the world's best fisheries. The article is accompanied by a graphic element in the shape of Rhode Island, overlaying part of Alaska, and the words: "The Pebble Mine footprint could compare in size to Rhode Island."
My father, a daily New York Times reader, passed on the following nugget from the Op-Ed pages, a piece titled "The Baton Passes to Asia," written by Roger Cohen: "The world exists in what Paul Saffo, a forecaster at Stanford University, calls 'punctuated equilibrium.' Every now and again, an ice cap the size of Rhode Island breaks off."
Got size? Rhode Island: It's good for you.
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Judging from what we're seeing down by Joyce's Pub and the Ocean Mist, Rhode Island isn't the size of Rhode Island anymore. Beach erosion the past few years has been amazing. Maybe a name change is due:
Erode Island
T. McCarthy
That's low-number license plate worthy! The last time I visited the bar at the Ocean Mist, the waves were thundering under the deck. This single-strand thread has given me a play idea about the day both Joyce's and the Mist wash out to sea, taking their regulars along for one final drink. Working title: "Last Call."
Or " Close Call. " Because the ocean missed?
Go for it. Sounds like a terrific idea for a play. The characters at the Mist quite different from those at Joyce's. Those at the Mist would dance into the waves. The Joyce crew? Like Beckett characters they'd sit there at the bar trying to decide whether to go, or not to go..
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