Two of my friends heading home.
Been raining a lot around here.
Chief Metawampe, an Indian who helped the early Western Mass settlers (before the Agawams, Chicopees and other local tribes were driven into extinction) surveys the start of yet another UMass semester. Campus legend has it that if a virgin ever graduates from UMass, Metawampe's loin cloth will fall off.
He was actually the mascot of UMass for over a century, during which their teams were called "The Redmen" until he was dethroned in modern times by protesters who claimed the use of the mascot was somehow racist.
He was replaced as the University mascot by "The Minutemen" but he too has fallen under the disapproving gaze of the politically correct, who have denounced him as a white supremacist carrying a gun.
Sometimes you just can't win for tryin'. Chief Metawampe does have one consolation, however. The faded base of his statue still faintly reads “Legendary Spirit of the Redmen.”
It is not clear, however, that modern UMass students have any idea of what that once meant.
Anyway, The UMass Farmer's Market was a big success today, despite their sagging sign.
A wide variety of food stuffs were for sale, most of it grown by the students in the Stockbridge agricultural program at UMass. Not much in the way of bargains, however.
Alas, by the time I got there all the sacred mushrooms had sold out.
Bombyx in the Florence section of Northampton is a hot new venue for the local music scene, but what the hell does art have to do with equity?
Unfortunately, the joint is not very popular with their neighbors, who complain that there is not enough parking and the shows are too wild and noisy. Well, not everyone. Across the street, Sojourner Truth hasn't complained even once.
Perhaps those mad neighbors should be alerted to this form of anger management offered on a UMass billboard.
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