Here Comes the Judge
Outrageous! That's all I could think after seeing Patricia Calhoun's April 5 column about Judge Armatas, "His Honor?" If John Doe owed $2 million, he'd be facing a judge--not be the judge himself.
Good story by Steve Jackson about the Moore family and Brad Moore's hopes to become a major-leaguer ("Life's a Pitch," April 5). But like many of the Rockies' early games, Jackson's story was much too long.
Form Follows Function
After reading the April 5 Off Limits (and before that, the March 22 column) regarding the crowded trains at DIA, all I can say is this: about time someone from the media paid attention to that problem! I almost lost my head (literally!) trying to push my way onto a train when the doors suddenly closed--and I'd missed three others that were too crowded. Thanks, Westword, for continuing to tell it like it is.
Regarding Westword's ongoing coverage of the new airport:
All Coloradans may now, must now, take pride in DIA. But an unnecessary irritant makes it difficult: the name on the splendid approach to our airport on the plains. It's a lasting, ugly reminder of our ex-mayor's machinations that fostered a project we didn't need and can't afford.
Related problem: Even as DIA's breathtaking scope and true loveliness could erase memories of the brutal way DIA was conceived and the sleaziness with which it was built, Denver becomes the butt of further ridicule. President Bill Clinton's pitifully inept cabinet member in charge of transportation no doubt will soon resign or be fired. His memorial will remain as outrageously as if Denver had a Nixon Parkway.
The obvious remedy: Quickly and quietly, let's eliminate that four-letter word. What to rename the magnificent approach route? Well, "DIA Boulevard" will do just fine. Short, sensible, apolitical, noncontroversial and wonderfully functional.
Let the healing begin: DIA Boulevard!
That Wraps It Up
Regarding Robin Chotzinoff's "So Fur, So Good," in the March 1 issue:
Your article about furrier Mable Mauser included a telling quote from its subject. When asked where her furs come from, Mauser said, "When it comes to fur, the more mystery the better." It's no surprise she doesn't want to talk about it--learning the truth has caused the majority of Americans to swear off fur. Ms. Mauser knows there is nothing glamorous about animals chewing through their limbs in order to escape steel traps. There is nothing luxurious about animals confined for months in crowded, filthy cages, finally released from their suffering by suffocation, neck-breaking or genital electrocution. There is nothing chic about the animals who are only stunned, not killed, by these methods, and thus wind up being skinned alive. Ms. Mauser's business is not about glamour or fashion. It is about unconscionable cruelty and misery.
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals
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