Requiem for Suffolk Downs

So, the casino bill refuses to die.

Visited Mohegan Sun and Foxwoods in past months. The video machines are clever: The Lord of the Rings slot machine ties Frodo’s quest somewhat into the jackpots; similar deal with the Wizard of Oz game. Tolkien and Baum no doubt would be vomiting if they weren’t dead. Anyway, contrast that with Suffolk Downs yesterday. Dangerous and beautiful horse racing. Add slots–and this old gentleman of a park will get a dose of lethal crystal meth that will kill off the elegance immediately.

One of the banners hanging there was none other than that of Seabiscuit.

By the way–casino gambling is a really really bad, lame, sad excuse for an economic plan. It was that way 20 years ago when the Aquinnah band tried to push it and it still remains so.