The spider spinning
A plundered city sleeping
under ... Odio

The New Times raking
a scattering of black ants
to the written word.

Pendulum swinging
to cloudy days on fairways
now calling Vidal.

Aristides Millas
School of Architecture
University of Miami
Coral Gables

A Seriously Bad Attitude
J.L. Plummer is my 40-year friend and an exemplary commissioner. Jim DeFede, on the other hand, is a jerk/asshole! When he addresses J.L. Plummer ("Miami's Undertaker," January 2), he says "Mister" or Sir." When he is addressed, he should be happy with "Hey you."

Paul H. Buhler, Jr.
Coconut Grove

Denchfield: Liz's Hubbie #8?
Having perused Pamela Gordon's excellent piece on playwright Edward Albee ("Edward Albee's Mindscape," January 23), I have a few observations I want to share. I met actress Elizabeth Taylor six years ago at the Marshall Fields department store in downtown Chicago. She was in the process of selling her White Diamonds designer perfume, and she also introduced her latest husband to fans.

I asked her what her favorite movie was and she said Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? I thought the film adaption of Albee's play was much better than the original road show with Shelley Winters, possibly because, as a team, Elizabeth Taylor and the late Richard Burton were such great performers.

Students at Miami's New World School of the Arts no doubt learned a lot from a playwright like Edward Albee. The experience might even produce a Pulitzer Prize-winner or two.

Robert Stewart Denchfield
Miami Beach

Todd Man Out
What happened to Todd Anthony? And why don't you have the decency to inform his faithful followers? Is he gone from your staff? Did he die? Is he ill from celluloid poisoning? Did he go on to bigger and better things (I hope)? Todd was unique because he had the temerity to develop and express his own opinions about a movie rather than to paraphrase some self-serving news release. He was brilliant because he succeeded in engaging the reader by juxtaposing fantasy and realty -- defining each without blurring intellectual boundaries, while enhancing the reader's perspective. In someone else's words, Todd went "undaunted by the garbled syntax of the apocalypse." In my words, Todd was a great writer and a good person. Your loss.

John Soler

New Times Misfires
Mr. Entertainment here, writing you about the disappearing act of some really good writers. Where is Todd Anthony? What happened to Greg Baker?

I'm going to miss these guys. I'm a local street performer and independent-movie fan, so these two were very important to me when it came to local news about my interests. I knew about Baker when I first started playing about town; I did not know him as a friend. He was always supportive of the local music scene and always gave me a fair shot, even if I was nobody. Even though his replacement has done a swell job (and whenever I'm in Memphis, the folks up there want to know how John Floyd is doing), I must say a local paper should rely on local writers or it's not a local paper any more.

As for Todd Anthony, here's a person I did not know at all until I read him in your publication. Through his writing, I found someone I knew I'd be friends with when I finally met him. I didn't always agree with him, but I knew what movies I would want to see at the Alliance on any given week. He made me want to go out and see a movie. Someone else writing about movies from Tinseltown cannot do that for me. Separating the writers from the community separates the community from the paper.

Steven Toth

"They Owe It All to Odio," last week's story by Robert Andrew Powell about unclassified employees who work for the City of Miami, contained this question: Who ensures that city employees actually work in exchange for their pay?

The question, asked in reference to an unclassified employee named Ramon Conte, was addressed to Angela Bellamy, director of the city's Department of Human Resources. Bellamy's reply: "Ultimately it would be the responsibility of the person who signs the paychecks, don't you think?"

Bellamy, Powell wrote, is the person who signs the paychecks.
In fact, city paychecks are not signed by Angela Bellamy, but by an official in the finance department. Further, Bellamy says she meant to say "payroll," not "paycheck." Payroll records (logs of employees' hours) are signed by department heads; Conte's boss is Elbert Waters, director of the Department of Community Development.

New Times regrets the error.

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