Letters from the Issue of March 23, 2006

"If I were an IRS agent, Id be looking for the missing millions"

A Weighty Responsibility

To treat them right: As a Brit member of the U.S.-based fat acceptance site, Big Fat Blog, I just had to write and say how much I enjoyed reading Patrice E.G. Yursik's refreshingly unbiased and celebratory piece "Big-Girl Sunday" (March 16). Given the subject matter of the story, it could so easily have been couched in the alarmist, patronizing, or bitchy language I've come to expect from the press over the years. Congratulations for having the courage to go against the grain instead of reinforcing all the tired, largely erroneous stereotyping fat people are all too often forced to endure. You rock!

Fig Taylor
London, England

She lives large: This letter is for Patrice E.G. Yursik, regarding her article "Big-Girl Sunday." You have about 1500 new readers over at www.bigfatblog.com. We appreciated your coverage of the casting call for Mo'Nique's F.A.T. Chance. Too many journalists turn events like this into a demeaning sideshow. It was wonderful to read a respectful, well-written article about women of size. The world can learn much from you. Keep 'em coming. Viva la vida!

Marsha Coupé
Westerham, Kent, United Kingdom

Not Exactly Montezuma

But he's striking back: Abel Folgar's "Whose Revenge?" (March 16) tried to criticize an innovative, young, talented band using opinions unrelated to music. He failed to write a good article. Avenged Sevenfold is praised all over the globe for its powerful and energetic performances.

The group has been extolled by metal gods such as James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Vinnie Paul, Robert Trujillo, and Rex Brown, letting Avenged Sevenfold know they are passing the torch to the band.

I don't know why Mr. Folgar has given a bad image of A7X to the South Florida music community. He should at least correct his wrong information.

Michael Hernandez
Miami Lakes

Sweet Story

We got soul: In November 1997 my wife and I met through mutual ads in New Times. We got married in 1999, and our daughter was born in 2000. Yesterday we celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary, and I would like to thank Miami New Times for helping me find my soul mate.

Hector D. Morales

Carlos and Ruben

Sitting in a tree: Carlos Suarez De Jesus's article about Ruben Torres Llorca's current exhibition at the Frost Museum, "Immaculate Deception" (March 9), was very insightful and interesting. I almost wondered if Torres Llorca wrote it himself. I am very much looking forward to seeing this intriguing exhibition. Thank you for such an objective article. Writers like Suarez and artists like Ruben Torres Llorca are very rare indeed.

Tina Cornely

Gimme That Old-Time

Cumbia: Thanks for "Reinventing Calle Ocho" (March 9) by José Davila. You saved me a lot of gas and money. I've been living in Miami since '87 and have attended only once, probably that same year. It sounds like the festival has been taken over by that sorry excuse for music called reggaeton. I was looking forward to hearing salsa and other good Latin music, but I'll have to wait, at least until this annoying reggaeton thing blows over, and I can feel proud of my people's music again.

Earl Nas
North Miami Beach

Empanada: Regarding José Davila's "Reinventing Calle Ocho": I went to the festival two years ago. It had plenty of food, and I walked and walked while eating and listening to good music. One appetizer I'm not going to forget was the best empanada in the world for two dollars. Calle Ocho rules in empanadas; it had ground beef, green Spanish olives, onions, mozzarella, and spices. Since that day, I haven't had an empanada as good.

It is sad that no restaurant in Miami-Dade or even Florida can make or cook empanadas like Calle Ocho. The restaurant industry should be ashamed of itself. Maybe restaurant owners should take the day off and attend the fest — not only for the entertainment but also for the recipes.

Vincent La Manna
North Miami Beach

Yoo-Hoo, IRS!

Check this out: I enjoyed Mariah Blake's "A Beastly Background" (March 2). It brought back memories of Classic Motor Carriages' prominent location on the Palmetto at 27th Avenue.

The article mentions Street Beasts sells 40 cars a month and has sales of six million dollars. Later on, it says prices range from $14,500 to $18,500. Somehow nearly a million to close to three million dollars has vanished. Considering the company's rather tainted past, perhaps six million dollars is the figure it shows the IRS. If I were an IRS agent reading this, I think I would be looking for the missing millions.

Charles R. Jones

Insult Will Get You

Everywhere! Bring it on, baby! Regarding The Bitch column's item about Luna Star Café, "One Dead Groove" (January 26): Geez, why am I so disinterested in the stench of another liar from that most notoriously mendacious and congenitally corrupt contingent of the literary community? What vocation could possibly be even less dignified than a politician? "Journalists" (pronounced with a pachuco J, as in urnalists) have been winning Pulitzers by writing fiction for a long time. I'd like to take this opportunity to invite you to "smut night" at Luna Star, although I don't think you'll find it as fascinating as the surgically enhanced and choreographed bimbos and retards of hip-hoppin' South Beach, to whom you're so blithely accustomed.

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