Letters From the Issue of Thursday, December 7, 2006

Core Values The “lack of vision” thing: Megan Irwin and Robrt L. Pela wrote very insightful articles (“Wrecking Phoenix,” November 23). It is a great relief to hear independent voices that question our current “path of progress.” The sensation of being surrounded by bobbleheads that can only nod as ridiculous…

“Water Through My Fingers”

“Dark, but happy, little sprites dance around the forest under the trees,” I tell my daughter. The story goes on, and I try to keep the tale steps ahead of my inquisitive daughter. My five-year-old chimes in, adding her visions to my story, attempting to redirect my tale back to…

$50 for the “Fucking” Rebel

William “Fucking” Reed: His middle name ain’t “Fucking” for nothin’. We at the New Times, being the bad boys (and girls) of journalism, want to reward those at Get Out attempting to breathe some life into that moribund institution. Why? Well, because we know G.O.’s editors are generally a buncha…

Fucking Lame

www.eastvalleytribune.com The Trib’s not-so-edgy Get Out, pulled for “fucking.” Quiz time, ladies and germs: What old Anglo-Saxon word just cost the East Valley Tribune (owned by Freedom Communications, Inc.) $12,000? Here’s a clue: it rhymes with schmuck, and only a schmuck would pay $12K for it. I’m talking about the…

Imam of the Flying Spaghetti Monster

www.venganza.org Blessed be his holy name… News Flash, Friends and Fiends of the Feathered Bastard: Though I’ve heretofore self-pigeonholed myself as an agnostic with pro-atheist leanings, I’ve recently received a vision, and am now declaring myself a holy Imam in the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Henceforth, before I…

Six Imam Fire Sale

Keep your effin’ religion to yourself, no matter what it is… Ever since US Airways kicked six Muslim religious leaders off a flight bound for Phoenix, I’ve had a lot of fun watching various wing-nuts chastise the imams for praying a little too loudly and obviously to Allah. Rib-ticklin’ stuff,…

Liberal Losers

from CNA’s web site, Sandy Summers, eat your heart out… Of this week’s Bird items, the one closest to my evil lil’ cardiac muscle is the victory over the forces of political correctness by “Dr. Jon” Basso owner of Tempe’s Heart Attack Grill, where artery clogging ground round is served…

Koetter Carve-Up

This pigskin-lovin’ pelican knows it’s all about winnin’ on the gridiron. But even this point-spread-obsessed avian draws the line at — gulp — murder. Not so Arizona State University Athletic Director Lisa Love, who finally handed ASU head coach Dirk Koetter his trotting papers. This after the Sun Devils’ 28-14…

One big, drunk, Catholic family

Dear Readers: Many kind, drunken words from ustedes regarding my November 16 column proclaiming Mexicans and Irish “brothers in depravity.” Let’s start with a wab: Man, did you make me laugh with “leprecanos.” I never had more fun on Cinco de Mayo than I did in 1974 in a Cambridge,…

Letters From the Issue of Thursday, November 30, 2006

Stinks on ICE Frankenstein’s agency: Thank you for your very accurate article regarding the disaster known as ICE (“Meltdown,” Ray Stern, November 16). I recently left ICE (I tell friends that I “abandoned a sinking ship”!) as a group supervisor to accept a position at another federal agency. I started…

Matt’s Big Hassle

If anyone should have an easy time opening a business in a cool old building downtown, it’s Matt Pool. After all, Pool got his start managing Bar Bianco for his sister, Susan, and her partner, Chris Bianco, in an old house (the neoclassical Thomas House, built in 1909, to be…

Phoenix Rising?

In a city like Phoenix, it’s almost too easy to be cynical about the future. If you listen to the talk out there, downtown Phoenix is on the verge of a comeback — though really, it’s never been anything great. So maybe the message is more that Phoenix is on…

Pink Paradise

Photograph from Pink Box (Abrams Books). � Joan Sinclair Another satisfied customer… This past Sunday afternoon prior to climbing in the car for the six hour trek back to P-town, I enjoyed a satisfying nosh at Little Tokyo’s Curry House at Weller Court, then waddled over to the Kinokinuya Japanese…

Anti-Xmas Rant

Santa feels your pain… The problem with Xmas, as I see it, is that I’d rather just keep my money and buy myself whatever the fuck I want. But we’re not allowed to do that. Even if you’re born Jewish, Muslim, agnostic or atheist, your chances of escaping the clutches…

Freak Show Maestro

The cursed arm of Claude de Lorraine… All photos by Megumi Akiyama. Pickled punks: They go great with pastrami and a lil’ mustard. Embalmed clown Achile Chatouilleu, under glass, for your protection. The skull of the world’s smallest Freemason… Behold! The “Barnum of Burbank Boulevard.” The Nostradumbass of North Hollywood…

Balls on the Tree

Can you tell me the meaning of the word “aguacate”? All I know about this delicious fruit is that it originated on this continent. Guacamole Man Dear Gabacho: “Aguacate” is the Spanish word for avocado, but its Nahuatl meaning is more rustic: balls. According to Ana María de Benítez’s 1974…

Letters From the Issue of Thursday, November 23, 2006

Display Cases Taste test: “Stunning”??? I’m sorry, did Wynter Holden really describe the effect of Jen Urso’s In Place installation at the show “Phoenix: Land of Somewhere” at Modified Arts as “stunning” (“Going Nowhere,” November 9)? Wynter, go with your first instinct. It looked like a Halloween decoration (and a…

Tear Down Town

Three years since Phoenix New Times ran our “Exploding Downtown” series, the wrecking ball is still taking aim all over downtown, threatening what little history the city has left to preserve. Will Phoenix wind up a cross between Disneyland and Mill Avenue? This week: Phoenix is too eager to scrape…

The Devil Went Down to Phoenix

Three years since Phoenix New Times ran our “Exploding Downtown” series, the wrecking ball is still taking aim all over downtown, threatening what little history the city has left to preserve. Will Phoenix wind up a cross between Disneyland and Mill Avenue? This week: The latest great hope for downtown…

Shocket Shocker: It’s alive!

Not Kathy Shayna Shocket… Did Kathy Shayna Shocket survive the Repugnant’s editorial bloodbath? That’s what I wondered after I read her 11/20 society column. Sources high up on the Republic food chain had informed me that Shocket was part of last week’s Gannett layoff-fest, where 31 employees were let go,…

Robert Altman’s Long Goodbye

Altman, on the set of The Gingerbread Man. I feel a little odd mourning the loss of director Robert Altman. I mean, the guy lived eight decades and a year, and was incredibly prolific during his life, churning out film after film — many actual celluloid masterpieces (MASH, McCabe and…

Toughest Sheriff in the Nation Wimps Out

In the middle (presumably) the MILFy-hot Lisa Allen MacPherson… All pics by Lilia Menconi AG Terry Goddard entering as I’m being escorted out by Chagolla. Right this way, ladies undergarments, fifth floor… Who’d expect Joe Arpaio, supposedly the “toughest sheriff in the nation,” to turn all yella-belly when the New…