I was happy to see my letter in the Weekly on my proposed Nazi Boy column to complement Rebecca Schoenkopf's Commie Girl column (Letters, Aug. 27). But I thought the old dudes in the black coats were Amish. Whatever they are, Rebecca is absolutely right: they've got zero sex appeal.

Anyway, did I ever tell you about how I went to a Christmas party in Hollywood and drank a six-pack of 8-ball tallboys in 15 minutes? Then I went out and puked all over the parking lot of a strip club, and these strippers getting off work begged me to share whatever hard drugs I'd obviously been indulging in. I thought I had a date until they found out it was only 8-ball, and then they got all huffy and went away.

—Pete Moss, Signal Hill

I enjoy Rebecca Schoenkopf's Commie Girl column very much, although the name dropping sometimes leaves my head spinning just a bit. I don't want to lavish her with too much praise for fear of sounding disingenuous, so I'll keep it short. I appreciate her work and look forward to reading more of her columns in the future.

—Ted Mendez, Newport Beach


I was pretty amused to read Rich Kane's article about the U.S. Bombs show mess at Kona Lanes and the controversy that the flier apparently started ("Police on My Back," Aug. 20). Perhaps the following will help to clarify any of this silliness: I made that flier, and I chose the picture that went with it. Neither the band, Kona Lanes nor promoter Scott Tucker had anything to do with the graphics used for that flier. The photo was not of a skinhead or a Nazi; it was one of those run-of-the-mill, old-fashioned punk-rock kids from the old days—you remember, back when it was all fun?

It never even occurred to me that anyone would be foolish enough to associate the picture on that band flier with Nazi ideas. I guess I forgot for a minute what kinds of morons are running around out there with—evidently —too much time on their hands. I feel bad for any misunderstanding that a simple picture may have caused for the band or the club. But I won't apologize for the ignorant twist that was put on a fun and harmless photograph.

—April Obey, Sonic Graphics, Huntington Beach


While pondering the cataclysmic effects of ocean pollution on our beaches and marine life, I wondered if anyone purchasing real estate on the coast knew of the California Real Estate Disclosure Act. California Civil Code 1102, in effect since January 1987, states that anything that involves the desirability and/or value of real property must be disclosed before a transfer of ownership takes place. Real-estate brokers, agents and sellers must disclose the above or face charges of fraud.

I checked with several brokers in Laguna Beach and was told that no one discloses the sad state of our local beaches. I was also told to back off because disclosure would mean thousands of Laguna property owners would suffer, and only a small percentage actually go into the water.

Will the developers of Treasure Island disclose the beach and ocean conditions in regards to their adjacent Aliso Creek Beach? As Matt Coker's articles in the Weekly have pointed out, this toxic ocean area makes Huntington Beach look like a "piker" in comparison. We have bacterial counts hundreds of times of those monitored in the northern beaches, yet I'll wager that only when one person files a lawsuit addressing this undesirable issue will anything happen.

Is there one ethical real-estate person out there? Certainly not here in Orange County, where the almighty dollar comes before ethics, fiduciary responsibility or environmental concern. Where's the Orange County district attorney when you really need him?

—Roger Butow, Founder, Clean Aliso Creek Association, Laguna Beach


Thank you, thank you, thank you, Bob Emmers, for your heart-wrenching but informative series of articles on the shameful Orange County Animal Shelter. It's time people have a look into what really goes on there and how their tax dollars are being spent. I would encourage residents of the 20 cities that currently contract with the shelter to ask their respective city councils not to sign any long-term contracts with the shelter. It is the only leverage that the cities have to force changes and improvements at the shelter.

—Karen Chepeka, Huntington Beach


Re: The ad for World's Famous Spanky's on Page 87 of the Sept. 10 OC Weekly: I don't know if you all are familiar with the recent publicity about the cruelty —actually, it's the killing of animals for some sexual videos. Evidently, there's a movement such as this. The display ad for Spanky's has the guy standing there with his hands seemingly around the neck of a chicken or whatever. And I found it really alarming, as it seems to perpetrate this type of activity.

—Mary Ray, Garden Grove Someone under 40 responds: The man in the Spanky's ad is, well . . . he's choking the chicken, Ms. Ray. That's an expression, see, for, well, spanking the monkey? Corralling the tadpole? Charming the one-eyed snake? Waxing the dolphin? Milking the lizard?
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