Letters to the Editor

From the week of April 21, 2005

D. Vigil
Denver

Is everybody happy?"Love and Happiness" was nicely done. It's fascinating how the right can manage to find an audience for that "men are from Mars" crap. How nice it'd be if life or relationships were that simple. It reminds me of the ex-gay movement and their theory that if you undergo enough same-sex bonding, you'll eventually heal your broken paternal relationship and suddenly start hankering for, well, you know...

John Dicker
Denver

Love me gender:I would recommend not tripping on acid after watching 1950s television in Texas. I see Laura Bond was as offended by this anti-feminism as I am. What good does hiding the friction between parental opinions bring to a child in learning to debate and make decisions? Where did they get the data for these scientific "secrets"? I agree with equal freedom of speech, but these people should not be making a living giving this sort of advice. Perhaps I am looking through Laura's perceptive lenses here, but the wife seems like a mindless automaton.

God doesn't create these gender roles; advertising does. In the relentless search for cool, the advertisers have destroyed our standards and limited our intellect to that of apes. If I had a girlfriend or wife, I would be suspicious if I came home to her wearing a "painted house." I would be searching high and low for the pizza boy or some other scoundrel. If this is the way the religious right chooses to perceive the roles of women and men in the 21st century, then that explains the state of the union today. No wonder violence and oppression remain staples of American foreign relations. The people in charge are stuck in marriages with people they can't stand, and feel the only way out is the end of the world. This is just a hypothesis; there aren't enough asylums to house the sexually repressed maniacs of this country.

But what do I know? I'm a thirty-something single with no sign of ever changing my hermit status. At least I'm not willing to destroy anyone else's life but my own for the sake of love or Jesus. End rant.

Reverend Lani Milbus
via the Internet


The Examined Life

Nothing personal:At the end of Juliet Wittman's unfortunate review (or personal essay, I should say) of David Mamet's Edmond ("Darkness Personified," April 14), she questions why the producing company, the Denver Rep, would choose to stage such a play. My question to Ms. Wittman: Why not distance yourself a little from the plays that you critique? Otherwise, rename the theater page "editorial."

Plays like Edmond are very important, in that they exist to question our beliefs about our perceptions and judgments. As so many of us often do in life, Ms. Wittman has failed to see the opportunities for personal growth that exist when we find ourselves offended or angered by something and then take the time to examine where that comes from. I see Edmond as the most honest character in the play, almost a modern-day Jesus, in fact. If Jesus were alive and living in America, he would not be crucified; he would be put in jail so that society could continue avoiding difficult issues and pain.

Ms. Wittman, you have taken for granted the fact that you get paid to write for a newspaper that most people can't even afford to advertise in. Sharpen your journalistic skills a little by sparing us the recap of what happens in the plays you review, and inject a little pro-and-con discussion instead. You have passed judgment, and you have completely missed the point of why challenging theater is valid theater. I suppose that's why you write for Westword and not the New York Times, and why it's important for people to rely less on what critics have to say and to think more for themselves.

Thomas J. O'Connor
via the Internet


Lights, Camera, Action!

Dumb and dumber:Robert Wilonsky's review of Sahara ("Fortunate Son," April 7) shows how ignorant he is. Wilonsky apparently isn't bright enough to notice that it was biological, not nuclear, contamination in those barrels. And had he bothered to read any of Clive Cussler's books, he would have known that his stories are action-adventure and don't pretend to be some literary masterpiece. Hell, in half of his books he introduces himself -- Clive Cussler -- as a character. Just as a wink to let us know that this is just some fun.

Wilonsky needs to get off his high horse and perhaps get a check-up from the neck up. Jerk.

Charles Dykeman
Aurora

Pitch, pitch, pitch:Regarding Jean Oppenheimer's "For Love of the Game," in the April 7 issue online:

Although Fever Pitchis based on Nick Hornby's semi-autobiographical novel about a British man torn between soccer and romance (a 1996 British film, starring Colin Firth, similarly revolved around the protagonist's beloved Manchester United club), anybody who has ever lived in Boston will know that the depiction of obsessed fans is no exaggeration.

Oppenheimer is a bloody oaf. It's Arsenal, not Manchester United!

Dave Morrell
via the Internet

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