The stark reality is that anyone, at any time, can become a victim of crime. Perhaps your publication, with its wide platform, would better serve the citizens of San Diego by sharing the stories of true challenge faced by crime victims rather than mocking victims and the organizations and persons that support them.
Patti Colston, M.S.
The Crime Victims Fund
Man In The Mirror
In response to your letter (“You Reds in the Red, White, & Blue,” April 14), I would like to applaud your effort in becoming a mechanical manufacturing engineer. However, I need to point out a few discrepancies in your argument, in random order.
First off, I pride myself on staying up-to-date on the real world. Besides regularly publishing engineering articles, I attend conferences and seminars on current technology releases. Old face, new ideas. Engineering is a practice, like law and medicine. Your engineering degree, which is in doubt due to your unsubstantiated dialogue, is supposed to be a license for continued practice of your profession.
While I sympathize with your family issues, neither your father’s death nor your uncle’s age is related to your current status. One in a million is not an accurate statistic; perhaps you ought to accept the fact that under a bell curve, a certain amount of engineers will fail. Like you. But I cannot accept the blame, nor can the guy down the street. You probably need to blame the guy in the mirror.
Capitalism is based on the steady growth of value-added products: taking raw materials and semifinished materials and creating marketable goods that provide profits to be reinvested in improving production, creating employment, and improving life style.
I suppose you can consider my kids as rotten. Four are university graduates, one in the second semester at a local engineering university, one still in high school. Certainly they have been spoiled with current technology — iPods, cell phones, laptops — but these times are part of their world, as much as an abacus was when I received my degree in the Middle Ages. And maybe it’s not fair that my daughter received the highest scholastic honors in high school, which means she pays nothing for engineering school, but perhaps her burning of the old school midnight oil had something to do with it. I’m not sure.
I was just coming back from lunch at Seau’s restaurant (Cobb salad with chicken) after eating with another engineer to discuss an automation project, and while making our way through the almost-full parking lot, we started talking about cars and noticed a lot of new models. These must have been purchased by persons other than the slum-class-economy subjects with whom you concluded your letter.
You see, buying cars, whether made in Japan or Korea, or even the United States, is part of the free market capitalistic form of life. A car from Japan, sold in Mission Valley, creates value-added salary for a salesman, who in turn is able to purchase food, buy a house, and see an overpriced ball game. Your bitterness toward those who are able to do this adds to your dilemma. It’s likely you display this during job interviews. I know if you applied to work for me, I would sense this and probably pick someone else.
I will add one more piece of information. I did not become an engineer right after high school. In fact, I earned a GED while serving six years in the U.S. Army, then took courses at night, and finally earned my degree near age 30, all the while working and supporting my family. At age 59, I still earn a decent living and find time to coach Little League (32 years).
The problem is not “communist.” Rather, that the world noticed how much better capitalism is and adopted that form of life. Let me suggest that you consider a change of career.
I finally looked up the article announcing Duncan Shepherd’s retirement (“So Long,” November 11, 2010). Thank you for allowing Duncan Shepherd to review movies for as long as he did. I always read and appreciated them — most of all for his uncompromising criticism and intelligent writing. It was one of the few pieces of media these days that did not, in my opinion, insult intelligence. Because of him, I went to see movies I might not have seen. He will be missed.
Annoying To The Max
I always try to ignore them, too (“Go Away,” May 26). Sometimes, I’ll wear my headphones and listen to something on my iPad. I often rehearse what to say in a non-American accent just in case I can’t escape talking to them. I especially hate the ones who work for Greenpeace. Are they supertrained to be annoying?
I don’t bother lying anymore (“Go Away,” May 26). I say, ‘I don’t sign things in front of stores’ and keep walking. It sounds really stupid, but it’s the straight truth.
The Snarl Approach
I bare my teeth at them and growl (“Go Away,” May 26). Or pretend that I’m on my phone. But once I got into an argument with one of these yahoos about health care.
Laura Anderlohr Dorrance
I just say no (“Go Away,” May 26). I’m tired of coming up with BS or avoiding. Those guys get paid per signature.
Half these guys are scamming anyway “Go Away,” May 26). Sign a petition to do the opposite of what you think.