By Alan Prendergast
By Michael Roberts
By Michael Roberts
By Amber Taufen
By Patricia Calhoun
By William Breathes
By Michael Roberts
By Melanie Asmar
Nick Williams acted, as we Brits like to say, like a "complete and utter wanker." Pot? He's an idiot. Pot and guns? A fucking idiot. There isn't a legal resident in this country over the age of ten who doesn't know the law: "Act like a jerk and we'll deport you."
As far as I am aware, working for a cool guy like Barry Fey doesn't mean that you aren't subject to U.S. law -- but that seemed to be the point of the article. There are enough people in the INS system with real grievances that we need to hear about and work for; this dickhead doesn't warrant one column inch in your paper.
SOB story: Nick Williams
1. is an SOB;
2. does pot, which is illegal here;
3. got snitched on, because he's an SOB;
4. had the gall to leave/return, when working aliens who don't violate drug laws know it's hard.
We have Americans who can do his job.
Also, I saw The Lion Kingat only $35 a seat. The artistry was good, but at $200, who were those sad folks? And yes, the stage was too small, as Juliet Wittman said in her May 2 review, "The Roar of the Greasepaint." The first ten minutes were great, but the humor was at a nine-year-old's level, just as she said.
Gump ball: I want to thank you for Bill Gallo's Sports column featuring Lorne "Gump" Worsley ("A Gumper Stumper," May 9) and, in particular, question 19. As a season-ticket holder from day one, I often whine about how prices continue to skyrocket. However, now that I understand the reason tickets are so high is because "Gump Worsley says so," I feel much better.
As a former goalie, I would never question the Gumper, but Cheevers was better.
The blame game:When I first read David Holthouse's May 2 "Tricks of the Trade," about the prostitution business on East Colfax Avenue, I was enraged at him. How could he drive around with such a disgusting creature and not do anything about it? Then I realized I'm as much to blame as he is.
I had no idea this kind of slavery existed on our streets in Denver. Readers of this magazine have spent thousands of dollars to rescue whales, prevent the slaughter of prairie dogs, feed the homeless and rescue slaves in Sudan. Why aren't we doing anything about this? It's right in our back yard!
I think it's a lame excuse by our police department that they can't nab these pimp slave-owners because the girls won't fink. Come on, guys -- you can bust a curfew-breaker more easily than that.
I don't know how it will work, but I want to call on readers of this magazine to stand up to this outrageous slavery that we allow to exist on our streets. We need to support the police, provide alternatives to these young girls and clean up the neighborhoods. It won't be easy. It may even be dangerous -- that's big business.
I invite you to write Westword with your ideas on how we can clean it up.
Maybe we need to put a few of those pimps in our trunk for a long drive around town -- they can keep Earl company!
The write stuff:While I have been taking writing classes, I've recognized writing that I find exceptional. I started reading "Tricks of the Trade," noting how visual it is. Several paragraphs into it, I stopped and asked myself, "Who wrote this?" David Holthouse made us feel like we were along for the ride with him, as he covered so many minute details. It was like a mini-movie played in my head!
I started the article, then stopped because I was at my desk. One question I had early into the reading was, "Why would a girl who brought in maybe $400 to $500 per night not get herself an apartment? " But as I read further, Holthouse answered that when he included an excerpt from an article that referenced "modern slavery." That answered my question, even though I knew what Kid Rock meant when he said "she was still thinking for herself."
Reading along, I also thought that "now anywhere there is money to be made, there is fierce competition" -- and he answered that one, too.
Excellent article, an amazing insight, with a little bit of humor, too.
via the Internet
The cold facts:David Holthouse's "Tricks of the Trade" appears to cross ethical boundaries. Anyone who knows the streets -- informed vice cops, social workers, etc. -- can recognize that Mr. Holthouse's street scenes, hookers' earnings and alleged sources, including "Kid Rock," are gross exaggerations or pure fiction. Mr. Holthouse doesn't even know enough about prostitution on East Colfax to make his fabrications remotely plausible.
The whores on East Colfax are the lowest rung of prostitutes. Virtually all of them are freelancers, feeding their addictions to crack, heroin and the hustle of the streets. Pimps are rarely involved. It is doubtful that any of the current pimps on "the Fax" would confide in Mr. Holthouse, much less allow him to ride with them while making the rounds.