By Gustavo Arellano
By R. Scott Moxley
By Alfonso Delgado
By Courtney Hamilton
By Joel Beers
By Peter Maguire
By Charles Lam
By Charles Lam
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LOSING READERS ONE CURSE WORD AT A TIME
You have just lost one reader. Quote from Gustavo Arellano's June 7 ¡Ask a Mexican!: "Dear Gabacho: You were being rude according to Mexican standards. That said, fuck your son-in-law."
This language is inexcusable.
Actually it's a 3sixteen shirt. I got one up on you lame chinks that think they know shit.
Nice article in OC Weekly about douchebags.
I like how a FOB'd-out chinky bitch can hide like the big dork she is, using an article to talk shit because she doesn't have the guts to say it to people's faces. My uncle and friends happened to be in the photo you used. I love how a disgusting wannabe hipster girl like you is telling people about style. What a joke. Nice corn-eating cat, you gook.
I'd have to say that was some of the stupidest shit I have ever read. You have no argument. Forget about the fucking clothes—what about all the out-of-shape fucking fat bitches that go out? Your ass should stay home.
Don't get mad because these guys don't like you. Don't get mad because they take home your friends while you are left behind to go home to your cat. I really don't think you should talk about fashion; look at your MySpace picture.
Vickie Chang responds: I don't get it. Am I a chink, or a gook? My eyes are too small. I can't see myself in the mirror.
You're any better?? What do they pay you??? Go work at Jack In the Box. OC Weekly?? Really?? You need to work on your writing skills, but it's okay. . . . You need to make money to support your fat ass.
I'll remember you. Be nice, okay. You had your opinion; I gave you my own. Take care.
Vickie Chang responds, again: Hey, dude? I'd hate to point out the obvious, but you seem to look pretty Asian-American in both the photograph accompanying the article and in your MySpace photograph. You might want to reconsider your friends.
The following letter is in response to Stan Brin's June 8, 2006, article, "The Ticket Wizard," about the overwhelming bureaucracy and huge pain in the ass that parking tickets provide in California.
I live in National City, California, and Huntington Beach is more than 200 miles away roundtrip, yet ticketwizard.com is the place I'd have to go to appeal a ticket in person (a ticket I got in San Diego). I appealed online and even sent pictures of being parked within 18 inches of the curb in front of my house. I was still denied and am liable for violating CVC 22502! How could they deny a picture of a ruler measuring 17.5 inches? I just might go in person. Look up National City, and see how we can't even pay for our own library even though we're the most heavily taxed city in San Diego County. Making people spend money on the ticket as opposed to spending money on gas (200 miles) is the way to go for these people. What can we do?
MUSIC! DANCING! BYPASSING THE CONFINES OF THE TOPICAL FOR THE REACH OF THE UNIVERSAL!
Wonderful insights into the roots music ["Gris Gris" by John Roos, June 22], music that eludes an easy description because it originates within families and gets passed along like aural poetry—with each musician adding to it. Interesting that it focuses on dancing, bypassing the confines of the topical for the reach of the universal. It's a pleasure to read an informative article, especially one that "helps set the stage." Thanks, guys!
The following letter is in response to Viet Nguyen's letter to the editor, published June 22. The original letter was written to justify Vietnamese gang violence and called our reporter R. Scott Moxley a "stupid-ass cracker."
Fuck you! You little slope-headed shit. Take you, your family and all the shit-smelling pho houses back to SE Aisia [sic]. We don't like you, we don't need you, and we don't want you.
BORDERING ON PATHETIC
This next slew of letters concern Derek Olson's June 22 article, "On the Borderline," which chronicles the anti-illegal immigrant rhetoric during the Tom Tancredo fund-raiser at the Nixon Library.
Maybe if you change your name, they'll let you join la Raza.
Your recent coverage of the Tancredo fund-raiser at the Nixon Library is a pack of lies.
You are a pathetic human being. Apparently, you feel you must spin the facts in order to be of interest to readers. I find your brand of journalism disgusting, insulting and embarrassing. It is an unfortunate reality that there are more of you roaming the planet, so normally I simply ignore folks like you. Now, I make an exception for you because I attended that event, and I know exactly what was said and the reactions that followed.