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From the week of August 23, 2001

Stadium Blanket Coverage

Flag on the play: Enough already about the new stadium! In your August 16 paper, I had to read about it in Patricia Calhoun's column, and in Michael Roberts's media column, and even in Off Limits.

About the only place there wasn't a discussion of the new stadium was in the Sports column -- where it belongs, if it belongs anywhere at all. (Good piece in the August 9 issue by Bill Gallo, "Bronco A-Go Go," on the Broncos' chances, by the way.)

Surely there must be some other news out there. Can we read about it, please?

Daniel Peterson
via the Internet

Up Chuck: The Denver Post-- like fish wrap, it smells. No matter how you slice it, Post editors can't defend the journalistically indefensible choice to call the new stadium -- oops, I'd better not say it -- anything but Mile High. There are certainly things in this town far more important and worthy of outrage than the name of a stadium. But no wonder: These are the same bright boys who print Chuck Green columns.

Had a vivid dream the other night where I told Chuck Green what a joke he is. He was furious. We did a lot of scowling and shouting at each other. I was really proud of myself and then woke up disappointed to realize it was just brain chemistry. Recall the Green column about how he forgot to write his column? I'm still laughing.

I think we should call him Chuckles, because he's such a fun guy. I think the Post should call him Chuckles. I mean, what's in a name? We could dress him up like the Planters Peanut and put him in a circus parade ahead of the elephants. Maybe, as with Chuckles the Clown on the old Mary Tyler Moore Show, one of the elephants will seize Chuckles and squeeze him to death.

"A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants," Chuckles.

Mark Roberts
Denver

Selling out, moving out:Westword just cowtowned its own self in the biggest cowtown of them all, with Michael Roberts's bit on the Denver Post's resistance to taking to print the insult to the taxpayers of metro Denver: "Invesco Field at Mile High."

You've also succeeded in confirming my exodus from Denver, as the city has culturally begun its decline into simply an idyllic city to do business in with a populace who cares nothing for anything but their respective parts in those businesses. To write of generalizations, such as the age-old fear of every proud Denverite that we do, indeed, live in a cowtown, does no service to those in Denver who feel that the corporatization of virtually everything isn't going to happen in this city! What we've paid for! And what we're proud of!

Cowtown talk aside, there are political undercurrents in every community, everywhere. Indeed, the numbers and weight of those undercurrents grow as that community grows in population. To sum up to an entire metropolis of two million bodies that it will have, or now has finally, arrived upon the coveted cosmopolitan, urbane status once those very bodies have completely embraced the corporate takeover of everything dear to their community is unadulterated, corporate-sponsored, sellout claptrap.

Westwordhas sadly begun its decline, simultaneously with so many other once- liberal independent weeklies nationwide, as it's consolidated into its own corporatistically incredulous New Times. That the Denver Post, in this case, is the party far and above more independent than my once beloved Westwordis a case in point of why progressives are far better off moving somewhere else, somewhere less corporately constricted. As if such a place exists!

Thank God in Seattle there is The Stranger!

Jeremy Keller
Seattle \


Checkmate, Please!

You must pay the rent:Speaking as a former employee and longtime patron of St. Mark's, I agree heartily with Eric Alstad's banning of chess (Jonathan Shikes's "Endgame," August 16). When I used to hang out there, it was the chess-playing homeless fellows who harassed me more than anyone else for cigarettes, change, etc. When I worked there, they would have the gall to request one of the house chess sets without even planning to purchase anything. If I relented when they promised to come up and buy something later, I'd inevitably be chasing them down, wasting my time bugging them to buy something while they acted like they were pulling something over on me. And as most of them were smokers, when they finally left, I had to deal with overflowing ashtrays filled with hours' worth of cigarette butts.

I'm sorry that the many bad eggs have ruined it for the few who respected the rules, but St. Mark's is, in general, a very tolerant place. I spent hours there as a student, studying, hanging out, etc., sometimes nursing the same oversized cup of coffee for hours, but I bought something, I didn't harass the employees or the other patrons, and I picked up after myself. A business is based on exchange: The owner provides a service and a space in which to enjoy that service, and you pay for that. By using the space without paying for it, the chess players were not keeping up their part of the exchange, and the owner should have had no obligation to put up with them.

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