Making readers cry, one column at a time: Poking fun at religion is like shooting fish in a barrel ["The Manly Men of God," Infiltrator, Nov. 16]. But I was laughing so hard at this story I was crying. Bless you, Harmon Leon.
Friends don't let friends philosophize drunk: Kudos on Katy St. Clair's Bouncer columns. I've been reading them consistently for some moons now. I cut out the one about Life's Big Questions and the Latino dive bar (sounds like a Grandaddy song!) because I aspire to, one day, teach philosophy at the community college level, and I want to put that piece of writing [Sept. 28] on my office door.
I sent the recent one about the massage parlor mishap [Sept. 14], a hilarious communication breakdown, to my sister-in-law, a massage therapist.
And I just read her visit to the Greek diner/dive bar [Nov. 9]. Nicely written. The owner's statement about the connection between drug abuse leading to missed experiences at Greek restaurants was classic, stranger-than-fiction stuff.
Katy St. Clair is one of the few Bay Area alternative newsweekly writers whom I have begun to read religiously. I appreciate her honesty, style, and obvious writing ability. The first piece that clued me in to her talent was about the Bigfoot Lodge [March 2], which inspired me to organize some friends to rendezvous there for drinks, and the place was exactly like St. Clair said it was. Were it not for Katy, I never would have exited the place into the blooming confusion of San Francisco with a nice buzz from a tall, cold Sasquatch! (Or three.)
I look forward to more of her adventures!
We're hoping to set up a celebrity wrestling match: I'm writing in response to the letter by John Parman published in your Oct. 26 edition ["From Rags to Grudges"]. I couldn't resist responding to his comment that [in a contest of] Meredith Brody versus Dan Leone, "Leone wins hands down, I don't know why the Weekly hasn't poached him." Has this guy been smoking too much funny green stuff or what? Ninety percent of Dan Leone's column is ramblings about his (frankly boring) life, maybe 10 percent is given to an alleged review that generally tells us very little about the restaurant in question. Every week I read the letters column in the Bay Guardian to see if anyone will write to complain about this clown (especially after he devoted one week to writing about his own fecal matter!). So the first letter I see on this subject is asking you to poach him? Frankly, although I know that Meredith Brody spawned some complaining letters in the beginning, she kinda grows on you, and I've really come to like her. At least she steers you to a lot of new/interesting/happening restaurants and gives you quite a bit of info on them, which is a lot more than can be said for Leone. What are his qualifications for restaurant reviewing anyway? Apparently none other than [that] he must be related to the Bay Guardian's publisher.
Someone actually reads Editor & Publisher?: So Garrett Kamps only found out about the New Times/Village Voice merger after its announcement "last Monday," according to your Nov. 2 edition [Dog Bites]. Perhaps his copy was late, as the announcement took place on Oct. 24. [That portion of the article was written by Matt Palmquist, and "last Monday" did refer to Oct. 24. -- Ed. ] Anyway, why the surprise, considering that the merger has been discussed at length over the last few months in Editor & Publisher, Variety, and other papers -- even if he understandably missed the Bay Guardian story about it last May?
I'm getting rather tired of your writers using their columns to bullshit the readership. SF Weekly's lack of patronizing election endorsements doesn't make up for the decline in the accuracy, objectivity, and relevancy of your editorial output. And no, I don't work for your competitors -- I remember when the Weekly used to actually label editorials for what they were instead of passing them off as reportage.
He's ours, damn it!: Your review of Jarhead ["Killing Time," Film, Nov. 2] claims novelist/protagonist Anthony Swofford as both a "local" and "Bay Area author." While Swofford did briefly teach at St. Mary's College [in Moraga], he is a native of Carmichael, near Sacramento, and currently resides in NYC. I hope this was simply an oversight and not part of the continuing effort to label Sacramento as a "Bay Area suburb."