Bam! Pow! Bash!: I read Lessley Anderson's Dog Bites article about the closure of the Florence Ravioli Factory and Deli ["Death of a Deli," March 19]. The reason Florence didn't make it in North Beach is because its owner, Mike Cresci, is a prick.
Nobody in the neighborhood liked him or his staff. While the Panelli Bros. across the street learned to know your name, make small talk, and smile, Cresci and his staff were grumpy and standoffish. He deserved what he got.
Are you sob sisters kidding?: Disgruntled? Anderson must love disgruntled. And whining. And "I'm a victim, poor me."
A page-plus article on some failed deli owner who is upset that maybe he lost business because bad people didn't care for the rainbow sticker in his shop window? And his rent went up. And cheese costs less at Costco. And 9/11 happened. And he failed to hang sausages from his ceiling. And the poor man commutes from Petaluma. And no one had a parade for him. Not Aaron Peskin, or Hector or Angelique.
Isn't there enough of this victim crap around town already? Do you really want to play to this mentality?
Oh. Wait, I get it. That wasn't really meant to be a serious piece. You guys were just practicing for April Fools'. Ha, ha.
I was on an emotional roller coaster!: Dan Siegler's sucky drawings made me laugh out loud, and then his "Love Bugs" story made me feel misty [Puni and Dog Bites, March 12]. Bravo and thank you!
Anniversary congrats: I just read Siegler's strip online and was amazed he had reached the 200 mark [Feb. 19]. What an achievement! And the strip was very funny. (Naturally, I am a big Life in Hell fan.)
Congratulations on this great milestone. I look forward to the next 200.
The eloquence of emptiness: Nice parody of Life in Hell, right down to the successive panels devoid of text!
Puncturing gasbags: Thanks to Siegler for the great comic: "You get rid of your regime, we'll get rid of ours" [Feb. 5]. In my opinion, it ranks with his best work; not an easy choice, either.
Keep poking holes in the establishment; maybe one day all the gas will leak out.
Still River, Mass.
P.S. I am a frequent visitor to San Francisco and never fail to pick up a paper copy of SF Weekly (assuming I arrive when they're still available).
Don't forget us Webheads: Every week I read the Puni strip and roar with laughter. Recently, the link was missing from your Web home page. Please, those of us who only visit S.F. occasionally and who ride its Muni when we visit are crushed if you have eliminated the Puni strip from your Web presence. Please, please, return this masterpiece of observation and irony to a place of honor on your Web site.
Park Ridge, Ill.
Editor's note: Don't fret, Dave. Puni is back on our Web site in all its ironic glory.
Figures he'd live in your sissy city: Why is it not surprising that this coward is hiding in San Francisco ["Nervous in the Service," Bay View, March 12]? He joined the Marines AFTER Sept. 11, 2001, and never thought about the possibility of going to war? I seriously doubt he had the time to "research" his options while in boot camp; they barely have enough time to eat and sleep.
It is a good thing there are brave men and women who answer their country's call to serve and protect, or America would be an extremely scary place to live. Many of America's true heroes have left behind wives and children so that their fellow citizens may never witness the atrocities of Sept. 11 again.
San Francisco prides itself on being the pillar of higher learning and enlightenment in the United States. That is a joke. An educated person knows you follow through on promises made and commitments are to be honored. "Junior" could very easily fill a billet on a base and free a real man of honor to do his job protecting his country. I wish him a long and lengthy prison term.