Every two years, people running for office in South Kingstown all seem to have the same basic platform – support our great schools, keep taxes low, and my favorite – maintain our sense of place, which for someone living in a gated community, in say Matunuck, means one thing, and over in the Peace Dale... Continue Reading →
When We Talk to Each Other, the Fighting Stops
“Thou dost protest too much.” -Bill Trained in engineering and finance, and much less so in literature, I can only guess at the true meaning of this phrase. It strikes a chord in modern day goings on, though. Drama, insincerity, and projection all come to mind. The splits in South Kingstown’s politics are glaring. Those... Continue Reading →