By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
By Anna Merlan
By Lee Escobedo
The board of managers' position on the survey was not representative of the entire council or of individual campus PTAs. In fact, last April the general Dallas council membership decided to table a vote on whether to support the survey.
The Woodrow Wilson High PTA and many other individual PTAs have enthusiastically supported this survey. Surveys have been distributed to all Woodrow Wilson parents, students, teachers, and administrators.
The Woodrow Wilson PTA did not walk away from an opportunity to play a role in the education of the city's next generation.
Woodrow Wilson PTA president
Ella Ronney and Trish Willingham
Woodrow Wilson DCPTA delegates
Ah yes, at least some people realize that what Goth ["The road to hell," November 19] is about is looking great and listening to some great music. Too bad that gets translated, all too often, into looking bad and listening to whatever comes on. A great article.
I'm 30, and I'm what I call a "fully recovered Goth," not that I had anything to recover from except being a kid who didn't see any justice in the world. I have to agree with the attitude of your article, and I'm glad to see someone else say it, especially in Dallas, that these young Mansonites don't have a clue what true Goth was all about. It was a scene for the artistic and those with expanded imaginations. It was about literature and music, fashion and fancy. Nowadays people just don't get it, and it is upsetting, especially when the day comes when you have to turn in your black attire and shrug off the melancholy yet beautifully fanciful life you were living to put on a tie and hit the daily grind.
Thanks a million for the article. It shows me that somehow there is still poetic justice, and all the times that the Dallas and Irving police harassed me because I was dressed in black or because I had on my leather, now this poor screwed-up generation is really gonna give them something to worry about. Yes, you will find that more people whom we considered the typical jock-asshole who used to beat us up because we were different are now the ones trying to be "cool" and doing it horribly. These are your real vandals and criminals. We old Goths were passive, thus we wanted a fantasy world away from the violence and injustice of the world. The modern version of this scene is much different, and they will not be pushed.
Robert Wilonsky's piece about Randy Newman ["Maybe he's doing it wrong," November 5] was an outstanding tribute to one of the finest American songwriter-composers of the 20th century.
The article on Randy Newman was truly excellent as well as tremendously overdue. I am a long-term fan and still learned a great deal from reading it. Randy has fulfilled the idea of pop music as literature in a way that others have only threatened to. Perhaps as we grow and tire of the commodities of our culture, we will look back to find and cherish the culture that has been created in the shadows of our mini-megamalls. Without articles such as this one, we may not know where to look. Thank you.
Easygoing George Bush
What a pleasant surprise to see a piece of political journalism that allows the reader to see a side of the incumbent juggernaut ["Bush's free ride," October 29] that seems to evade deserved scrutiny. I am referring to Bush's oil-company dealings in the Persian Gulf and his failed attempt at real tax reform.
On the subject of tax reform, which is one of the political platforms of Governor Bush, it will be of great interest to Texas homeowners to see this cut in property tax for which he takes credit. An immediate family member of mine paid $3,500 in property taxes last year. She lives in a small two-bedroom house in an almost, but not quite, affluent neighborhood. The politicians can boast with their figures, statistics, graphs, and charts, but what it all comes down to is my (and your) immediate family member. Will she get a break on property taxes this year? She didn't last year, but that's not what we were led to believe.
To Wilonsky with love
I've found myself in a quandary over the recent "generic" Robert Wilonsky complaints. First I must admit to fleeting desires of my own to sometimes pen a note to Mr. Wilonsky pondering something along the lines of "why ya gotta be so meeeeeean?" There was the time he disparaged sweet Tori Amos, and, oh, the many times he's taken a dim view of the amiable Pearl Jam boys and so many others I love. The problem is that I tend to cringe and giggle my way through many a Wilonsky review. He may be berating and demeaning my favorite musical ensembles, but dammit if I don't enjoy it. Fact is, Wilonsky is a damn good writer and an exceptionally funny one. Who cares if he doesn't love the bands you do? You have to admit you've probably laughed your way through the pain. But most important, how can you get mad at a man who loves the Replacements? I mean, deep down, don't we all just want to be Paul Westerberg's "Darlin' One"?