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Andrew Asch's story about the sheriff shutting down the B3Cande rave misses the point entirely ("Rave Off," Aug. 17). The officers were dealing with a group of men working with heavy equipment tearing up property that they did not own and did not have permission to be on. Any closing of a rave was strictly a side effect of putting an end to the damage. What happened in Lancaster had nothing to do with a rave or drugs or anything other than felonious vandalism. Asch could have written a factual story. Instead, he interviewed those responsible for the damage. It's like asking a burglar if he is the one who just broke into your home. You probably will not get a truthful answer

Bob Powelson
Long Beach

Andrew Asch responds: As much as I hate environmental degradation, the events in Lancaster had everything to do with raves and drugs. My point was that Los Angeles County sheriff's deputies got a two-for-one deal by arresting the contractor—they stopped someone flouting environmental law and killed an event that police departments throughout the world have a history of harassing. That's still my point—and curiously, it's the point of the landowner, who told theLos Angeles Times that raves lead to drug use, and drug use leads to guns. Guns are bad. Would the police have been as vigilant if the gung-ho developers were building tract homes, a factory farm or a gas station? Rave on.


After I finished articles by "investigating reporter" R. Scott Moxley about Dr. Steven Kooshian ("Non-Silent Treatment," Aug. 16; "Say, 'Ah,'" Aug. 9) my head was spinning with yellow-journalism images of William Randolph Hearst. The use of hot-button words and statements when referring to Kooshian—such as his "aristocratic Virginia accent" and "One source said the doctor refers to his vehicles affectionately as 'my toys'"—are implanted only to evoke emotional prejudice. Why is Filipino immigrant Virgil Opinion, who has filed a lawsuit against Dr. Kooshian, referred to as "soft-spoken" without any suggestion that he probably speaks with an accent? Heaven forbid it might paint an unfair image of Opinion being one of the unwashed masses, teeming to be free, and deprive him of appropriate sympathy. Moxley is not so much interested in presenting news as in the adrenalin kick he gets while poring over his list of expletives and verbs while producing fantastic paranoia that went out of style back in the '60s with the closure of the LA Free Press.

N.L. Halbert
via e-mail

R. Scott Moxley responds: Thanks for asking, N.L. As you know, Dr. Kooshian—who was convicted in the early 1990s for illegal steroid sales—faces allegations that he defrauded seriously ill patients by substituting saline or multivitamin injections for life-saving medications. State medical examiners are in Orange County now, checking out those and other allegations. We'll follow the story to its conclusion.

I once read that "The glory of a good man is the testimony of a good conscience." Virgil Opinion is a very good person; he's been a friend for 11 years. His willingness to lose the nursing job he loves most and risk his future so that truth may prevail proves he is a conscientious person who cannot stand wrongdoing by anyone—especially if the victims are as helpless as dying patients.

Mennen Ramos
via e-mail

I am a supporter of Dr. Kooshian's, and I also knew Virgil. I want the truth to come out and trust that it will in the courts. However, I feel Moxley is telling this story in a very one-sided tone. At this point, I am more concerned about the writer's interests than any possible wrongdoing by the doctor!

Leonard Owens
Long Beach


I howled with laughter while reading Buddy Seigal's trashing of Stevie Nicks and was soooo happy there is at least one other person on this planet who doesn't give a rat's ass about Stevie and her self-absorption ("Nix!" Aug. 17). The fact Buddy had the balls to relate that Palomino story (fact or fiction) further proves why the Weekly is a needed voice "behind the Orange Curtain."

Scott Marshutz
Laguna Hills


I'd like to thank Buddy Seigal for his trenchant punk rock-flavored article "Nix!" as well as to offer condolence. Whatsamatter, Bud? The residual checks from Dr. Demento stop coming in? Did VH1 sadly point out that a gimmick song about putting someone's guts in a box actually must first chart before being considered as a potential "one-hit wonder" candidate? "Hubba, hubba, hubba, hubba, hubba."

But all seriousness aside, the anecdote recounting Stevie Nicks meeting the Beat Farmers was touching and put me in mind of the legendary fracas at the Coconut Grove when Joan Collins met Shemp Howard. Hoowee, baby! Likewise, the musical history footnote regarding "The Rotters" and their parody song of the Chiffon Queen was well-considered in that all the words were spelled correctly. I was enthralled for as long as it took me to read the paragraph.

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