Letters

Tartar sauce with that?
In his article about a local flame war on the Internet ["Cyberbunk," November 21], Thomas Korosec opined that some newsgroups should be called "kook groups." "People use them to discuss JFK assassination theories, sex acts with fish, or how the black helicopters are about to enslave us all."

Certainly there is a glut of unfettered weirdness on the Internet, but Korosec's coupling of JFK assassination discussion and fishy sex demonstrates an ignorance so profound as to earn him the title of Kook Journalist. It is unarguable that, for over 30 years, the mainstream media have suppressed overwhelming evidence of government complicity and cover-up in the murder of JFK, and slandered serious researchers attempting to disseminate this evidence. Behind much of this obfuscation has been a well-documented CIA disinformation campaign, utilizing its main "assets" in the media, to discredit "conspiracy theory" as the mental aberration of kook groups.

For those journalists who continue to flame our efforts by regurgitating casual, mindless repetitions of the state's Orwellian propaganda, we who seek the unlimited truth offer this advice: get a clue, join the Morning News, or retire from the field and settle down for a kinky tryst with your favorite halibut.

Travis Kelly
Arlington

Tepid on Malouf
I must disagree with Mary Brown Malouf's review of the Firehouse restaurant ["False alarm," December 5]. I do not believe that offering choices to customers constitutes "cheap tricks," and if Malouf found that "nothing we tried was very hot at all," she obviously ordered items that were not hot. On the night I was there, a fellow at a table next to mine asked for a glass of milk to cool the burning from his three-pepper-rated meal. Everyone in my group loved their meals, as did all the people around us. Finally, a restaurant for those of us that love hot, spicy food. Mary, if you can't stand the heat, get out of the Firehouse!

Mike Smith
Dallas

Spread the blame
In her story about Joe Lee Calloway ["Down on Sherman Street," November 28], Rose Farley paints a picture of neglect that is, I suppose, intended to make "anglos" feel responsible. The fact is, Calloway was abandoned by those much closer to him. Why did neither his children nor his friends have him committed to a place where he could be cared for? Of course, most elderly people jealously guard their independence. But when they take to the streets brandishing knives or guns, that independence just needs to end, for their own protection as well as that of the citizens who may come in contact with them.

In regards to the police protection in the Dalworth area, on the one hand, residents complain that squad cars have been rolling onto their street, and that several people have been stopped for no apparent reason. On the other hand, they complain that the police aren't doing enough to stem the drug-related crime in the area. They even complain that police "stare" at them. Are they more interested in the police smiling politely, or in ridding their neighborhoods of the filth that is poisoning their children with drugs? If you want to stop drug-related crime, you need to harass (that's right, harass!) the hell out of the criminals.

Calloway was neglected not by the system, certainly not by the "anglos," but by his own friends and family. There's probably a big-dollar lawsuit brewing here, and I certainly hope if the jury believes that someone should pay, they include ALL the parties responsible for this tragedy.

Steve McAlister
Waxahachie

It's been done
It was with a sense of stunned dismay that I read your article concerning the Caelum Moor site ["Grab your torches," November 28]. We live in a society with freedom of religion. This includes all religions; Catholic, Methodist, Unitarian, Santaria, and yes, Wicca. Once you start singling out religions you don't like, where does it end? The next time you have an article about a Christian sect, will you include a ballot whereby we get to vote on whether to let them worship or throw them to the lions?

James Donovan
Via the Internet