Letters

The last wave: I can’t even tell you how much I loved the article on surfing Padre Island during heavy weather (“Ride ’em, Surferboy,” August 24). It made me feel young again. I met lots of Texas surfers when I lived on the Texas coast in 1962-’63 and began my…

Fallen Star

COOPER–It is mid-afternoon and in the booths down at the Dairy Queen and at the tables of the 75-year-old Miller’s Pharmacy on the square, a religious rite of small-town Texas is being practiced. There is some talk of the endless drought and the brain-baking heat, maybe even a bit of…

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Everything about the State of Texas vs. Daniel Earl Maples Jr. seemed terribly, terribly wrong, beginning with the defendant himself. The quiet young man on the witness stand just didn’t fit the part. At 6 feet and 150 pounds–wet–27-year-old Danny Maples was a wisp of a man, outfitted with an…

Playing Possum

“We’ve got the AC/DC collection, if you want it,” Toadies guitarist Clark Vogeler says as he glances at the disc in the stereo’s CD player. “It’s basically the same record.” Vogeler laughs as he and drummer Mark Reznicek take seats across from each other in the cramped rehearsal space. Reznicek…

The Closet Lobby

David Dean, a former Texas secretary of state and now a professional lobbyist, knows how to get what he wants. Unfortunately, what Dean wants and the tactics he’s employing to get it have stirred up a donnybrook among residents of the Swiss Avenue Historic District. Dean and his wife, Jean,…

Common Ground

Though they are only miles apart, East McKinney and the town of Fairview are opposite in nearly every way except one: Neither community wants more airplanes flying overhead. Residents from both places have joined forces in a bitter fight against a proposed $67 million expansion of the McKinney airport. Fairview…

Buzz

Inquiring minds: So Wick Allison, publisher of D magazine, in defense of decency and virtue ordered 70,000 copies of his magazine destroyed before they reached readers because D inadvertently accepted a pair of “obscene” ads, The Dallas Morning News reported. Uh-huh. That’s nice, and we’re sure his mother, if she’s…

Poor, Starving Writers

Oh, sweet heaven, I’ve hit my nadir: I’m writing a column about contracts. Not sexy contracts. Not “Troy Aikman’s multiyear, multimillion-dollar contract” or “Tony Soprano’s mother-killing contract.” I’m writing about “freelance contracts.” These are pieces of paper signed by people who are not employees of a media product, but who…

Letters

The truth is indeed stranger: “Poo Poo” (August 17) is one of the funniest pieces I’ve read in a long time! It deserves a place of honor in the “You Can’t Make This Sh– Up Department.” Letting the terminal self-parody of places the likes of We Oui come through by…

Ride ‘Em, Surferboy

Tom & Jerry’s was dead. The bar and grill in the heart of South Padre Island’s nightlife strip usually teems with people this time of year. But August 15, as Tropical Storm Beryl threatened the Texas coast, only a handful of customers sat at tables. The bartender was taking inventory…

The Apostle

“Hurry! Hurry!” Stephen Hill’s at the edge of the stage, beckoning this crowd of 1,200 with his hand. His face is red and sweaty; pacing, he looks desperate to save them before heaven’s gate slams shut forever. Hundreds–young and old, from all walks, all races–rush forward, falling at the altar…

Bunker Mentality

TRINIDAD–Alicia Gray, a pistol strapped to her right hip and extra ammunition in place around her thin waist, squinted into the blistering noonday sun and made her point with neither histrionics nor anger. Leaning against a padlocked gate bearing signs warning trespassers on her family’s property to beware, she said…

Meatball Politics

The platter of Swedish meatballs told the whole story. Each ball was chewy and just the right size to pop into your mouth at a political function and still be able to work the room with no fear of spillage. Yet these balls were too abundant, a mountain of meat…

Sisterly Love

Three years ago, Cathy Bonner stored her dream in a Tupperware container as she lugged it to prospective benefactors; next month, the 50-year-old Dallas native will swing open the doors of that fantasy: a women’s history museum in a restored Fair Park building. As board president and founder of what…

Buzz

SEEDless: Conventional wisdom says that if something isn’t broken, don’t fix it. Sadly, conventional wisdom isn’t so conventional at Dallas Independent School District headquarters, and a good, working program will soon be broke. The new DISD budget likely will slash funding for Project SEED, an 18-year-old program that brings top…

Letters

Kiss your butts goodbye Mr. [Dick] Simkanin (“Taxing Situation,” August 10) will soon be going through a living hell, and he’ll deserve every painful moment. In fact, he belongs in a very special level of IRS hell for dragging his poor employees behind him. Even though his employees should know…

Sins of a Preacher Man

When Bill Price entered a room full of politicians, his droopy eyes would light up, his blasé demeanor would turn commanding. The same thing happened when a TV camera started rolling or a reporter questioned his mission or his motives. Off camera, he spoke softly, measuring his words, but stick…

The Enforcer

Cloaked in darkness, 10 Drug Enforcement Administration agents close in on a rickety trailer in rural Navarro County. They’re about 55 miles south of Dallas just off Interstate 45 in a typically barren, woodsy section of North Texas, unspectacular in its rustic appeal–or its drug problem. Like any other county…

Tomatoes of Wrath

It’s peak season down at the Dallas Farmers Market, and the peaches are tasty. Melons are huge and choice, tomatoes ripe and plump, and the flowers are blooming. But not everything is peaceful in the garden. Far from it. The vendors have organized for the first time and have drafted…

Back Off, Buddy

Like the lure of downtown parks to pigeons, the city of Dallas can’t stop attracting litigation from topless clubs angered by increasingly restrictive laws against their businesses. The latest lawsuit comes from a strip club that, until now, hasn’t been a starring player in Dallas’ long-running titty-bar wars, yet its…

Cowtown Coup

John Forsyth was less than thrilled when he got the news. Forsyth, editor of the Fort Worth alternative paper FW Weekly since Day One in April 1996, had heard rumors that the newspaper was about to be sold to those evil bastards from Phoenix–widely reviled New Times Inc., the largest…

Buzz

Surprise, surprise: So former Dallas NAACP President Lee Alcorn developed a taste for his foot last week regarding the nomination of “Jew person” (Alcorn’s phrase) Joe Lieberman as the Democratic vice presidential candidate. Someone tell Buzz, What exactly was so surprising? Was it that Alcorn might harbor anti-Semitic feelings in…