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Feeling Cocky

Letters from the week of December 4, 2003

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Pass the ammo, sister: After reading the responses to Tony Ortega's "Half Cocked" piece (KC Strip, November 6), I decided to track down the article. Nothing new here. Both sides of the gun issue refuse to print anything objective and informative. It's just so damn boring for me. Just once, I'd like the media to pretend they have an actual intelligent readership and give us a fair, balanced viewpoint -- thus allowing each individual to reach their very own informed opinion. I know, I know -- too radical.

For the record, I am a woman who would like to be able to carry a concealed weapon upon certain occasion. Believe me, I do not wish to do this out of an insecure feeling for the size of my penis, but because there are many penises out there, in all different sizes and colors, that simply refuse to behave themselves. I am a pro-choice feminist -- which, for me, extends beyond my womb.
Leslie Karnahan
Kansas City, Kansas


Still No Action
But the dogs are happy: It looks like your column on the Action Center ("Doggie Stylin'," KC Strip, November 20) may have gotten a quick reaction from City Hall re: Kansas City Star, November 27: "KC residents may see Action Center makeover." I am not familiar with Gail Roper, the city's information technology director, but it seems to me she may be sweeping out some old cobwebs. Change is hard, but let's give Wayne Cauthen and Gail Roper a chance.
Tracy Marriott
Kansas City, Missouri
Pokey Man
Portrait of grief: Regarding Ben Paynter's "Love Never Dies" (November 20): I am half of the mentioned new couple who sought advice from Ed Hobson after the November POMC meeting. My first thoughts after departing the meeting were:

1. Each person there is working through a personal tragedy that's full of unique circumstances (as all murders are).

2. I don't want to even begin to think about judging or offering advice about how others are handling their situations.

3. The group is a wonderful support resource, partly because it's such a random cross-section of the community, and partly because the attendees are at such different stages in their coping process.

I sought advice from Mr. Hobson precisely because of his long history with the POMC. Before reading the Pitch story, I didn't know that the POMC even had a political agenda. It would be a real shame if strong feelings about that agenda and Mr. Hobson's nonorthodoxy were to drive him away from the group after years of service. I hope cooler and less judgmental heads prevail among the POMC leadership.

It's already a real shame that the political agenda has caused private personal decisions and motivations to become the subject of such garish public attention.
Mark D. Birnbaum
Prairie Village


Prime Cut

Bobby socked: Though I believe that Charles Ferruzza is very much entitled to his opinion about Yoshiko Japanese Steakhouse and Sushi Bar ("Chop Phooey," November 20), I was very much offended by the comments he made about his server. Ferruzza may have had a bad experience, and the food may have been poor, but that does not give him the right to slander the young man who was at his service that evening, especially since he had just started his training.

To poke fun of a person's physical attributes is neither clever nor cute. Mr. Ferruzza, I believe you personally owe "moon-faced" Bobby an apology, even if he did offer you fake sea bass.
Sarah Orr
Kansas City, Missouri


Battle Wounds

Band together: I have been reading the Pitch for several years and am a member of the local music community. I was quite surprised by Nathan Dinsdale's article "Battle of the Blands" (Prairie Dogg, November 20).

I understand and agree somewhat with his view on the excess of battles and the same-sounding groups, but what really caught my attention was that about half the content had nothing to do with the story! I'm used to writers adding funny similes and metaphors, but here they were quite overbearing and just as redundant as the very subject of his rant. I can see sending some people hard knocks here and there, but his imagery was pretty harsh and ventured way beyond tasteless.

If the point was to attack people who organize these competitions, he should have done that rather than insulting hardworking bands and people who actually enjoy participating. Some bands are challenged by the music scene here, and battles give them opportunity to play in venues and in front of crowds they may not have had without them.
Name Withheld Upon Request


Bad Rap
The friendly ghost: If you think such ill things about Fat Tone and underground artists in his genre (Prairie Dogg, November 13), then why don't you say so to their faces, one on one, in person? Oh, wait, you're a punk-ass bitch, and you'd get your fucking teeth knocked out -- my bad.
Kasper tha Illest
Kansas City, Missouri

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