By Joel Warner
By Michael Roberts
By Alan Prendergast
By Michael Roberts
By Michael Roberts
By Amber Taufen
By Patricia Calhoun
By William Breathes
Such great journalism.
Warming trends:When I saw the cover of the last issue, I thought Westwordhad sunk to a new low. Denver's Hottest Service Employees? But Jared Jacang Maher's stories were not only funny, they were very touching. All ten of them seemed like really good people who are worth knowing. These are the kind of caring, fun, down-to-earth people that make Colorado such a great place to live.
I'm just sorry to read that we're losing the Commish.
In last week's column about a night out at Hemingway's, he radically concludes that because he and his crew can't find a decent lay on a Thursday night at a bar, Denver is no longer deserving of the "#1 Singles City in America" title given by Forbes.com. And it doesn't even occur to him that maybe the reason he can't find cool girls to hang out with is because he gives off that overbearing, narcissistic vibe.
And, c'mon, if you go to a gay rodeo, be forewarned: You might get hit on by a gay guy. So Adam gets hit on by people he's not interested in. Is that really cause for starting up the printing presses to write scathing articles about Colorado's rodeo and Denver's Forbes.com ranking?
But keep 'em coming, because Adam Cayton-Holland's captivation with his own hotness or whatever is really, really fascinating stuff.
Getting back to naturopathy:Thank you for Amber Taufen's "Do No Harm," in the August 4 issue, such a clear article trying to define the differences between fake diplomas and practitioners of naturopathic medicine from accredited naturopathic schools. The fact is, licensing and regulation of naturopathic doctors does not stop anyone from using natural therapeutics -- only from calling themselves "doctor," a title that our educational organizations have set criteria for.
We have these same problems in New Mexico. Without licensing, people claiming to be a "doctor" can come here and set up practices -- putting the people of New Mexico or any other unlicensed state at risk.
Keep your mind out of the gutterball: Thank you for Bill Gallo's very thoughtful and well-written "Happy Hooker," his article in the August 4 issue about bowler Tyler Jensen. He could have done what many journalists do and spent his time ridiculing the sport of bowling. Instead, he honestly and fairly explained much about the tough life of a professional bowler.
This article was the most realistic exploration of the sport I have seen. When a pro bowler has a bad day, he usually does not get any paycheck, unlike many of the superstars of other sports. A unique kind of pressure, that makes bowling interesting and challenging.
Read alert:Besides revealing a compulsive need to suck up, with their letters last week about Luke Turf's July 28 "Law & Border," Ricardo Estrada and Erin Romero prove only that they never read the Denver Postor Rocky Mountain News. There are more than enough smarmy, fluffy, illegal-alien apologistics there to satisfy even Vicente Fox himself.
Fighting mad:People like Tom Tancredo are scared of the unknown.
I'm an immigrant! I'm also proud, and I'm ready to fight people like you. I will notapologize for coming here. I did not escape religious or ethnic persecution. I was middle class, with a good education.
But if you're wondering why I'm in your country, I'll tell you that I came to take yourjob. Stop bitching and complaining, because it's not my fault. I'm smarter than you. And if you don't watch out, your children will work for me in the future.
¡Que vivan los inmigrantes! If you don't know what that means, don't worry -- ask your grandchildren. They already learned it in school.
I'm not an art hater. I admire works of beauty and, in fact, have numerous works at my home. "Dangers of the Mail" is indeed a good painting -- but the subject matter sucks. As a Native American, needless to say, I am offended -- not by the art, but by the way Native Americans are portrayed.
Were the artist to have painted something similar regarding the black, Hispanic or Caucasian races, I am quite sure the work would have received many comments from people who also are not art haters.
The review was well written, but the author needs to learn his vocabulary and select his words more appropriately.
Lynn Haven, Florida
Saddle sore:It was a pleasure to read Michael Paglia's review of the artwork of Frank Mechau, my father, currently on view at the Denver Public Library. His enthusiastic commentary was heartwarming for the family and for lovers of Frank Mechau's art. That his work should be better known, especially in Colorado, came across in a big way! Thanks also for the kind remarks about me, and especially for the much-deserved praise he bestowed on Kay Wisnia, the art curator for the Western History Section of the library, who put up the exhibit.