By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
By Anna Merlan
By Lee Escobedo
By Eric Nicholson
The parents in Dallas are blaming the Dallas Independent School District for gang participation and the dropout rate, but they don't support discipline ["Sultan of swat," March 13]. What do they want for nothing?
I applaud the child's father for reporting Russell Fish's actions to the police, and the Dallas police for filing assault charges against him ["Sultan of Swat," March 13]. Among many other disturbing issues, this man obviously cannot see the irony in hitting a child in order to teach him or her not to hit.
It is disgusting that the Texas Penal Code, or any legal system, allows for any physical force against children. It is against the law for an adult to hit another adult in this country, but not necessarily for an adult to hit a child? It is amazing how many people and societal institutions condone hitting children, lying to children, humiliating children, etc., so they will grow up to be respectful, honest, and compassionate human beings.
Children do not have the physical, mental, or emotional resources to defend themselves. Being disrespectful to children in the name of "love" or "discipline" is nothing more than a shallow justification for the abuse of power.
Children will grow up to be loving, compassionate, and respectful beings if they are treated with love, compassion, and respect. I support and applaud any person who defends any child who is treated otherwise.
The review of The Yellow Boat ["Stormy seas," March 20] at Dallas Children's Theatre about a little boy's fight for his life with AIDS brought tears to my eyes and a lump to my throat.
Again Mary Malouf has clearly shown that when she strays from descriptions of food or ambiance or an eatery's architecture, even, she regularly deposits her foot in her mouth in attempts to make general commentary. So it was in the review of City Harvest. ["Stealing home," March 6]
In one instance, Malouf offended me; in another, she made such a glaring error that it nauseated me. In yet another, she makes a stereotypical remark that is indicative of the ilk of folks who depend on the media to guide their lives, to provide their life's knowledge.
In the first situation, she wrote, "City Harvest, for example, an energetic and idealistic fine-food grocery business in Oak Cliff (I said idealistic)..." Okay, here is the rub: What she is basically saying is that any food venture of quality fine foods opening for business in Oak Cliff is, at best, an idealistic action, as in "I said idealistic." My recommendation to Malouf is for her to conduct the business of food reviews and leave social commentary to better-qualified persons.
In another instance, she alluded to City Harvest's shelves being stocked "with great stuff," writing that the place carries "White Lily flour, for instance, the single reason Southern women are famous for baking..." How dare she? Did she read that piece before she submitted it? The "single reason" is the flour? Incredible.
I grew up in a house with many excellent Southern cooks and bakers, and, indeed, White Lily was the flour of choice, since it was choice stuff. But, for goodness sakes, before she chisels the stone with her all-knowing commentary, I respectfully admonish her to read what she writes. Pul-eeeeze! The single reason Southern women are famous for baking is not White Lily flour; rather, the single reason is skill.
Finally, she types in reverberating stereo the blatant, stereotypical observation that "While it is unlikely that these people [folks from her classy neighborhoods] will cross the bridge to pick up dinner..." As I have oft repeated to others who have voiced similar statements, I say to Malouf, "Get the facts, please!" She, and many others like her, would be thoroughly amazed at the folks who "come across the bridge" quite often, and for various and sundry reasons.
Ben L. Everett
Rook to pawn
In response to the article "On golden pawn" [February 13], Cynthia Wolf, in her letter "Pity the pawnbroker" [March 20], wrote: "If those things hadn't been pawned, they may never have been found" and "the pawnbroker deserves your thanks." Now that's certainly convoluted thinking, Ms. Wolf. If the pawn shops were not out there, most of those things would not have been stolen in the first place. The pawnbroker should be required to return stolen property at no charge to the owner. That's part of the risk of being a pawnbroker. If that was the law, a lot of pawn shops would be out of business, and so would a lot of thieves.
I'm sorry, but after seeing all too many movies about Mexican-Americans in which all we seem to do is sell drugs, join street gangs, hide out from La Migra, and in general kill each other, I find it awfully hard to be very critical about Selena ["Star bright," March 20].
Not only does this film do a good job of showing why its title character became so popular, it also manages to make some good points about Mexican-Americans which certain members of the infamous "Slam-Dunk" gang would be well to remember. And it doesn't hurt that unlike some recent films, it actually has a genuinely likeable music score. I find it hard to imagine, for example, anyone not dancing or tapping their toes to "Como la Flor" or "Baila Esta Cumbia" who is not already pumped full of embalming fluid.