We’ve Been Warned
I’m calling about last week’s cover story (“They Think They’re in Love,” September 4). I think as the community speaker, the Reader is handed out freely to everyone, including children. I think that you need to use your best judgment. You might want to be thinking before you just put out anything. I love the Reader, but I tell you, that copy with that cover story, I was in disbelief. I want you all to remain in the public eye, but if you’re going to continue along those lines I will just have to tell people not to pick it up. I work in the hospitality industry. I generally hand out the Reader, but I couldn’t even make myself hand that particular copy out freely. I really feel that you need to be thinking first. Put on your thinking cap. Not everything is news or should be publicized, particularly when it’s free to the public, including children. Somebody has to start making the right judgment for the children. Let it be you. Let it be you. Let it be a good voice.
Needed to tell you that. Hope you all listen. Continue your good work that you do informing the public, but not with that. God bless you.
With Respect To Chuck
I would like to send my heartfelt thanks to John Brizzolara for his wonderful remembrance of my boss of 30 years, Chuck Valverde (“We’ll See No More of Giants,” Feature Story, September 4). John’s sincere and respectful article is very much appreciated by both his family and the staff of Wahrenbrock’s Book House. Everyone in the San Diego book scene has a story or three to tell about Chuck. His influence in the book business will be felt for years to come.
I don’t understand bloggers (“You Blog, You’re Out,” “City Lights,” September 4) thinking anyone should care about their trials and tribulations of daily life. Don’t we have more important things to do in life than waste time reading about other people we don’t know brushing their teeth or how traffic was when they drove into work? I couldn’t care less what bloggers think of their coworkers. I hate my boss too, and I’m self-employed.
This is in response to Dale Ann Thompson’s letter from August 14 regarding Lawrence Welk, which is shown on PBS and in which they ask for contributions to keep the show continuing. You say you are 72 and you hate Welk. Ma’am, I am half your age, and I love Lawrence Welk. Just because you don’t like him does not mean we who do, even if few, don’t deserve to watch, and if you don’t want to watch him, then don’t. You don’t have to contribute to PBS for his program, but we who do will continue to support PBS in keeping him alive. I don’t care for the music you said that you like, but I don’t try to tell anyone they cannot listen; just keep it out of my earshot, if possible. Welk will not be buried, as you are wishing would happen. We have the Welk Resort in Escondido, and if he were “buried,” it would not continue to exist. So please don’t question when Welk will be buried, and I won’t question when your “music” will be buried. Thank you, PBS, for keeping up his music. Adios, aurovwa, allveedersane. Good night. Or something like that.