Foxwoods Casino

I kept my silence when Foxwoods announced it wanted to render unspeakable and unthinkable whole categories of beliefs about power. I did nothing when it tried to force us to bow down low before incontinent sensualists. But its latest imprecations are the straw that breaks the camel's back. To address this in a pedantic manner, in the rest of this letter, factual information will be prefaced as such and my own opinions will be clearly stated as opinions. For instance, it is a fact that it does not merely wipe out delicate ecosystems. It does so consciously, deliberately, willfully, and methodically. Contrary to what Foxwoods would have you believe, the pen is a powerful tool. Why don't we use that tool to free people from the spell of philistinism that it has cast over them? Foxwoods's reinterpretations of historic events are an icon for the deterioration of the city, for its slow slide into crime, malaise, and filth. Often, the lure of an articulate new pundit, a well-financed attention-getting program, an effective audience generator, hot new "inside" information, or a professionally produced exposé is irresistible to impetuous headcases who want to doctor evidence and classification systems and make oppressive generalizations to support detestable, preconceived views. Foxwoods's cheerleaders mistake incoherence for sense and think profound anything that is self-satisfied or Pecksniffian.