Well, big-city politics has once again reared its ugly head, and I note it is once again at our expense. I refer, of course, to the new sports arena. The articles written by Laura Miller ["Arena Wars," October 13 and October 20] have been both informative and infuriating.
I have to ask--is everyone in the city's political machine owned by this man Ray Hunt? Secret meetings, closed conferences, "informal" unanimous decisions, all made by spineless, impotent "legislators" who are, evidently, under the complete control of Hunt and Co. And a $500,000 survey to decide where (not even if) a new arena should be constructed boggles the mind. A $170 million choice without considering any alternatives smacks of outright corruption. And in the end who wins? Why, Ray--of course. And who loses? The Dallas taxpayers--of course.
I suppose the demolition company will be one of the Hunt companies (or at least one of his cronies), and the construction will be Hunt-related. I can only hope that the maintenance and concessions will be Hunt affiliates as well. Then in our endless appreciation, maybe we should name the arena "The Hunt Sports Complex." Better yet, let's rename our city "Huntville." Maybe we should go all out and rename the state. I always thought the name "Texas" was a little too straightforward.
H. Ker Thomson
Thank God for Doa Molly
Will someone please give Molly Ivins a break? I don't agree with all of her stands either, but at least she doesn't bash minorities for laughs like a certain popular radio talk show host, and more importantly, she often sticks up for the less fortunate elements of American society.
I must confess my most important reason for championing Molly Ivins is her recent column criticizing Pete Wilson and company ["Blame the 'Messakins,'" October 13]. Granted, bashing Pete Wilson in liberal circles has become as fashionable as bashing Bill Clinton in Big D, but there still remains a lot to be said about the hypocrisy of his anti-mojado campaign. (For example, why is so little fuss being made about the people who actually hire illegal aliens? Could it have something to do with possible campaign contributions? Inquiring minds want to know.)
Unfortunately, Doa Molly seems to be one of the few non-Hispanics in the Southwest to understand that scapegoating illegal aliens is not a good thing to do. A popular thing, yes. But then anti-Chinese riots were once popular in the Southwest, too.
As for the illegal aliens themselves, yes, they do break the law. So do the people who hire them. Either you punish both parties or you acknowledge yourself to be a hypocrite. The fact that so many otherwise sensible people have a hard time understanding this is a scary thing. Gracias a Dios para Molly Ivins!
I love Chris Douridas
Thanks for the article written about KERA 90.1 ["Middle of the road," October 6]. After years of having pot shots taken at us from behind the wall of critical journalism, it was nice to be asked what our intentions and motivations are. Even if Mr. Wilonsky doesn't agree with our philosophy, at least he asked us.
It has also been wonderful to read the letters lately from those who agree and disagree with the article. It just proves the old theory true...any press is good press. People are very, very opinionated about radio because it is such a personal medium. It's a very difficult thing to try to appeal to everyone. It really can't be done. So, we do the best we can.
And, by the way, I love Chris Douridas. I think he is an incredible talent and a great guy. But I can't be Chris Douridas. If only other music hosts here would be appreciated for who we are and not who came before us.
The "legend" that Chris Douridas' arrival at KCRW in Santa Monica preceded the station's general turn toward the eclectic is more like myth. KCRW already had a reputation as the best radio station in the country, with a wonderfully unpredictable variety of music programming due to its then-chief music man Tom Schnabel. Indeed, when Douridas first arrived, many longtime listeners found his choice somewhat limited. But he's grown to fit.