You are misinformed, and, even more illuminating, your "observations" belie your own ingrained hatreds. Open your mind and eyes before you put pen to paper. You know nothing of what you speak and/or write.
Name withheld by request
Nightmare in Topeka
Pray hard: I thoroughly enjoyed C.J. Janovy's "Good Night, and Good God" (December 8). However, it strikes a bit of fear into me in that it seems to be scarily close to a possible future truth. I do hope that what you have written can remain fiction. Forever and ever ... amen.
Hunt Club Love thy neighbor: It's almost hilarious that a neighborhood activist like Ron Hunt can cry out of one side of his mouth that there are no amenities in the hood and, out of the other side, claim that anyone who owns a store there who is not black is a bloodsucker (KC Strip, December 15). He paints a picture of the Italians moving in, bringing liquor, guns and pasta (whatever that's supposed to mean?) with them. The truth is, many of the properties that house these establishments, liquor and otherwise, are often owned by multiple generations of the same family, going back decades.
I recently had the pleasure of spending the night in lockup at 12th and Locust after being the victim of a hit and run. I happened to bond out at the same time as a kid who couldn't have been a day over 18 and was actually very cool. After receiving my wallet and $62.50, I watched him get his wallet back with over $800 in twenties, tens and fives. I don't know the color of the tit he was milking, but he seemed to be doing pretty well for himself.
I will not dispute that growing up black in the inner city is a challenge, but Mr. Hunt needs to listen to a little more Tupac, quit blaming everyone else, and encourage everyone to change the way they live and eat and quit shooting each other.
As far as the person mad at Jen Chen's Toby Keith bar review (Letters, December 15), I found very little negativity and a lot of truth. It's a Hard Rock Café-style bar at a casino in the Northland. It is full of scantily clad, hot girls with lots of televisions and Northland gearheads. That's why I hang out there. It kicks ass and is always a blast for me. That's like someone being mad at a Hooters review that says there are lots of chicken wings and girls wearing supershort orange shorts with their breasts sticking out.
Next time you want to tout Toby's ass-kickin', Ford-drivin' Ameri-cun qualities, notice the Jap guitar around his neck and all the other foreign crap on his stage. I love that bar and everything about it!
Northland, and not ashamed to list my name ...
Kansas City, Missouri
The ice harvest: This is in response to Nadia Pflaum's "A Harvest of Debt" (December 8).
Every day, small businesses fail and are left with debts. The failure of one particular business is not particularly newsworthy. Yes, there were apparently problems with Heather Hands' fiscal management, and I'm sure the outcome is unpleasant for Heather as well as her creditors. But the criticisms raised in this article scarcely go beyond the level of trivial gossip.
In making this an ad hominem attack, you missed a much more newsworthy story: the difficulty of starting and sustaining a business dedicated to local food distribution. Distributing growers' produce to the local community is something that seems simple, and yet it has become fraught with financial and logistical difficulties. There's a reason why not many organizations like Local Harvest exist: It's not easy. What should be the most basic of commercial activities is now a rarity in our cities.
Luckily the situation is slowly changing. Maybe somebody else could have done a better job than Heather, but did anyone else in KC try? It takes visionaries like her, perhaps impulsive and impractical visionaries, to at least bring an idea into the public realm. Heather was apparently a risk taker who failed, but I applaud her for taking the risk.
A movable feast: I can't wait for every week's new issue of the Pitch, just to read Charles Ferruzza's finely crafted, thoughtful restaurant reviews. While I don't live in Kansas City anymore, the range of dining experiences available are second to very few other cities.
Keep up the good work! It's always a pleasure to read Ferruzza's reviews.
Rancho Mirage, California
Correction: David Martin's article "Merry Xmas From the Dead Malls" (December 15) gave an incorrect figure for the property-tax bill paid by Bannister Mall owner Stanley Spigel. Records show that Spigel's companies paid $110,956 in taxes.