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
YOU DON'T KNOW JACK
I am 49 years old. Everybody's opinion of that era seems to try to attach [itself] to that [one] period of time [Vickie Chang's "The Devil In Mr. Grisham," April 29]. I was at the Whisky riots. I was at the Baces Hall Riot. I attended shows at the Fleetwood. I was there. We all had a different experience. But we got the shit beat out of us if we did walk in numbers.
Punk rock was rejected by the mainstream society, and we fought for your little purple fashion Mohawks of today. Jack Grisham is a very decent human, and to compare him to Charlie Manson just goes to show how the people who missed it don't understand [Letters, May 6]. We did not start punk rock to be violent; we were sick of the same old music that still, 32 years later, will not leave the radio. So to that man who wrote that letter, I'm sorry you missed the point of the interview.
Mark Johnson, via email
SO, THIS POLISH GUY WRITES A LETTER TO THE EDITOR . . .
I enjoyed your article, and I found the responses the following week interesting as well [R. Scott Moxley's Moxley Confidential, "Evolution of a Scandal," April 22].
I am half-Polish. I will laugh at a Polish joke—and even retell it—if it is funny. Other people, including Polish, laugh. When you tell a Jewish joke, people laugh. When you tell a Hispanic joke, people laugh, etc., etc. But when you tell a black joke, it is immediately categorized as racist.
Also, politicians have been satirized since the beginning of time throughout the entire world. Most for well-grounded reasons, including this one.
The responses were, to me, just as interesting, although most, in my opinion, were way off-base. I particularly tuned into the one that stated that "OC is . . . where the really stupid . . . dwell."
This is certainly true. I've lived here now for 37 years, and the residents do keep getting dumber. But fortunately, most of them still can be readily identified. They wear their hats on backward, tattoo their bodies primitively, listen to rap music, blather incessantly on their cell phones, etc.
Ponzoonski, Huntington Beach
If you are willing to look at bigotry, you will find it to possess a tribal nature—a "tribe" being a group of people who live and dwell in a particular place and share common values and attitudes. It appears Orange Country has developed a track record for such racial overtones, and they see little wrong with it, as they have one another to offer self-validation that it's acceptable.
It's much the same way here in Fort Worth, Texas—maybe not as open and in your face.
If the election of Obama as president has taught us anything, it's that our nation has pockets of its population that are still in the Stone Age, and they can't be completely ignored.
The notion of "one nation under God, with liberty and justice for all" is pure hypocrisy, and any words these people might offer "us" have little meaning as they cannot be trusted with a stick of chewing gum. They are hollow people who hide behind flags, words and symbols of the Christian faith.
While their numbers are perhaps small, maybe 5 million to 7 million, they are crass, noisy and attempt to rule the day.
Will you let them?
Darwan Winkler, via ocweekly.com
Throwing everything but the S.O.S. pad onto a burger is child's play—in conception and technique—for children 10 or under [Edwin Goei's "The G Spot," May 13]. I'd call it a freakburger and insist they clean up after themselves.
Sorely Frickey, via ocweekly.com
SHELLAC IS AWESOME, BUT WE STILL MISS BIG BLACK
Thank you for mentioning in the very first paragraph that records are, in fact, polyvinyl chloride (PVC plastic), the bane of ecological and environmental conversationalists everywhere [Brandon Ferguson's "Revinylized," May 6]. Like many, I am a huge fan of vinyl records, but the effects of exposure to the extremely harmful chemicals (namely dioxin) used in the making of this coveted delivery device make me want to reconsider shellac, a natural polymer (and predecessor of PVC plastic) that was widely used in many manufacturing processes back in the day.
Spinningcollective, via ocweekly.com
I have 78s produced in the '50s that sound as good now as they did back then. Time will tell, but the CD format hasn't yet been challenged to stand that test of time.
Sputnik, via ocweekly.com