There are so few Americans of Portuguese descent that are seen on the national stage, much less the international stage, and Secretary of Energy Ernest Moniz has managed to do both. He is one of the few people in politics and policy circles that I would totally go all fanboy over if I ever had the chance to meet him.
Why? you might ask. After all, this guy is probably more famous for his hair in American culture than for anything else about him.
Well, let me tell you a bit about him.
Continue reading ““Sir Ernie of Fall River”, or how a Portuguese MIT professor helped bring about the Iran deal”
Come join Cappella Clausura and Emmanuel Church and we participate in the 3rd annual Back Bay Night Out. Retail stores, restaurants, and all sorts of other organizations will be participating in an event that will stretch from the Public Garden, down Newbury St. and throughout Copley Square and the Prudential Center.
Stores are offering everything from discounted shopping to free beauty consultations, gifts with purchase, and more. Check out the schedule of events for the Prudential Center here. The Back Bay Association lists some of the other participating retailers here.
With the warm weather it’s the last gasp of summer so don’t miss your chance for some amazing fun!
P.S. And if you like keeping your dollars local, there’s still time to advertise with Cappella Clausura for the upcoming season. Click here to check it out!
I haven’t been able to do a lot of writing here on the blog lately. It’s been a combination of having a very full schedule and not sleeping well. I am working on trying to fix the part about not sleeping well. The full schedule will start easing off a bit after October 10th. I will probably post more about that in the near future.
In the meantime, I wanted to say something about two stories in the news that are related to the title of my post. One is in regards to civil rights, the other is in regards to one of New England’s favorite athletes.
Continue reading “Two judges cause much celebration”
I’m not sure where in the mists of Internet history the Jesus riding the dinosaur to church thing first happened. To me it’s felt like it’s been around as long as the Westboro Baptist Haters or the crazy doomsday prophets on the street corners. That is, always.
Today, however, I think the meme jumped the shark… as it were. Today, it showed up in Petsmart.
Continue reading “When memes jump the shark, or, artistic integrity at the pet store”
Unlike a lot of people in Boston I can’t claim I knew Tom well. I’m sure that the couple of times we met didn’t make an impression on him at all, as a matter of fact. But he was a bit of a legend in his own time and, unlike a lot of far less talented people I’ve met, he wasn’t a legend in his own mind. That much was clear the moment you met him, he didn’t buy into the “Artist as Asshole” phenomenon.
I hate that particular phenomenon.
Regular readers will remember that not long ago I posted in this space about a benefit for Tom. The link to that post is here. Teri had told me recently that Tom was being moved into hospice care. That’s never good. People generally go into hospice care in order to peacefully move from this world into the next, not to return to the bloom of full health. Tom had apparently been given about 6 months, maybe less, as a prognosis.
The Early Music community here in Boston has been collectively holding its breath while Tom’s illness has been unfolding. He was not only a well respected performer here, he was also a teacher and friend to many. He was also just unfailingly nice.
Tom died on Saturday. And though I didn’t know him nearly as well as many, I still grieve for those who loved him, especially his lovely wife Lilli, the community of which he was a linchpin, and the rest of us who were touched by his presence.
There is a lovely post about his life here. I encourage you to read it. I do not know the author, I found the post by happenstance, but it is beautifully done.
“Good-night, sweet prince;
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.”
Shakespeare, Hamlet Act 5, Scene 2
Rest in Peace, Tom.