Letters from the issue of March 18, 2010
>League of Their Own
Sexy ass: When I first heard of this ridiculous concept of lingerie football, I was angry any woman would sign up for it. ("Friday Night Tights," Michael J. Mooney, March 11). At first, this story made me want to play. Now it makes me want to start a women-run football league to compete: the Feminist Football League. Look sexy (if you want) and kick ass (if you dare).
Full exposure: At first it was just exploitation when it was a halftime Super Bowl thing. But now that it's escalated to Arena Football- or NFL-level contact in bikinis, that's just stupid and it's beyond exploitation. Unless they at least set it up like the league the wrestling industry started, what these female athletes expose themselves to is just not worth it. For that reason, I hope the league folds, simply because of this article exposing the exploitations the players face. Where is Gene Upshaw when you need him?
Exploited beauty: Great story! Very well written and shows us the inside of this league. Proves these women are great athletes even when they're exploited. This gives a new meaning to beauty.
Via web commentary
Blame them: It would be a disgrace to live a whole life with a name such as Fidel Castro ("Fidel Castro Needs a Hug," Gus Garcia-Roberts, March 11). Best bet: Change it and forget it. Make it a bad part of your past. After all, it's not your fault, but your parents'. Good luck!
Bola de Churre
Name game: Purely as a suggestion, add a middle name (tense or modifier) and slightly change the surname to a noun or a verb. For example: "Fidel Fue Castrado." Feel free to add other suggestions.
Kudos: Great and original article. Keep up the good work.
Al Karajo Jr.
Closing time: Closing local bars at 3 a.m. — is that such a bad idea? ("Luke's Gospel," Luther Campbell, March 11). Miami was cool up to the late '90s; then all the assholes descended upon the place. I used to enjoy South Beach; now it's the last place I'd ever take a visitor. And the assholes keep finding a new way to ruin Miami. Close the bars at 3 a.m. How many people have ruined their own lives, not to mention others', because they couldn't exercise good judgment?
Fact check: With all due respect, check your facts. Commissioner Marc Sarnoff has no plans whatsoever to "roll back" the alcohol cut-off time to 3 a.m. citywide. First, to say he does is not true; second, it takes a majority of the commission to pass something, not one person. There is an independent committee made up of business owners, residents, lawyers, and law enforcement looking at the alcohol cut-off times citywide to determine what's working and what's not. If the committee recommends that the entire city be a 24-hour drinking district, so be it. You wrote a good column — just wanted to point out the facts. Thanks.
Coming down: South Beach was OK around ten years ago. It was a happening place. But with all the high-priced condominiums and homes, it is bound for some stricter laws. People buying those expensive places will demand more order. So rolling back last call does not surprise me. More rules are coming. Trust me. I know. Say hello to downtown Fort Lauderdale or the Keys.
Eyes Wide Shut
Look around: I get it now ("Bad Religion," Brandon K. Thorp, Match 11). Theater critic Brandon Thorp writes about things obvious to even the "stupidest" of persons. In his review of New Theatre's Equus, he was seemingly so focused on the great scenes with Dysart and Strang that he failed to notice the amazing, well-developed supporting performances by all the actors. I'm onto you, Thorp.
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