No mercy for drug-induced tirades:
The story about Ray Dyer's senseless beating of Nicholas Foradis ["Near-Death of a Mailman," July 24] is reminiscent of my days in high school, where it was commonly known that black children would never face a white boy in combat alone. Unless a black child were assured of immediate victory, he would never attack -- unless he could find a poor, easily scared victim.
Dyer's argument about drug-induced insanity concerning the "protection of the United States" is hopelessly transparent. September 11 had absolutely nothing to do with it. I'll tell you what happened: Some poor, immature man decided to take a little PCP. He couldn't handle it, so he freaked out and attacked the nearest and most convenient victim he could find, who just happened to be a mail carrier. What do you think might have happened if Dyer tried to do the same thing to a Hell's Angel?
I pray that justice will be done, not just to avenge our mail carrier, but to puke in the face of rap, drugs, crimes against humanity, violence against women, and the general glorification of domestic terrorism. I truly hope that Mr. Foradis can heal and somehow rise above this traumatic assault. He's the only hero that I can find in this whole sad story. Let's all pray for him and his wife, and hope that he can manage to endure.
An accuser looks back in shock:
I think it's important to hear all sides, including Father Rooney's ["Bless Me Father," July 3]. I have been and will continue to be in a state of shock over the way this ended. I would appreciate an opportunity to tell my side of the story. [Scolaro is suing the Catholic Diocese of Cleveland and St. Patrick's Church for $10 million, saying that in the mid-'80s, the priest rubbed his hand over her body and kissed her.] I can appreciate and respect someone's views, if they were touched by the good things Father Rooney did. I, on the other hand, have been changed forever by the evil he inflicted. I want to help to make sure this ends and the church is reformed.
Another watershed moment in journalism:
I read with great delight Martin Kuz's I-Team Report ["The Outlaw State," July 31]. His dedicated and exhaustive investigation opened my eyes to the obvious disregard for public safety and well-being that is evidenced by law enforcement in Northeast Ohio. His piece has put to shame Woodward and whatÍs-his-name. Congratulations.
Sex will sell anything, but no one's buying safe sex:
I am a health educator at a center that provides primary health care, mental health care, health education, counseling, and community outreach to 12- to 19-year-olds. I read your article ["HIV Negative," July 24] recently and felt compelled to write to you. We frequently see pregnant young teens as well as teens who are not practicing safe sex. I am disappointed that Clear Channel pulled Liz Maugans's billboards from the Cleveland skylines. What our children view in everyday life is much more offensive than promoting safe-sex practices. Clear Channel should analyze its motives. It really is all about the money, which is an unfortunate part of the corporate world. The twins ad is truly offensive and says nothing but that sex will sell just about anything, even to our children. Thank you for your article.
Cleveland's squandering its homo resources:
I just wanted to thank you for the article about the influence of gays on the cultural life of a city ["Calling All Queers," July 31]. I used to live in Cincinnati, which has a very low tolerance for gay people. Even though the city was visually appealing to many of my gay friends there, because of its conservative climate, most of my college friends moved to bigger cities after graduation and started successful careers in more open environments. I had planned on moving to Chicago, but because of the tight job market, I instead moved back to Cleveland, where my family lives.
That was several years ago, and now, feeling that Cleveland still has a long way to go, as far as being more tolerant and people-friendly is concerned, I plan to move soon. Cleveland has a great location and architecture, but not much appeal to someone with an alternative lifestyle. Regarding the communities you describe -- such as Tremont, Lakewood, and Ohio City (where I live) -- I see more young straight couples buying property these days, rather than gay couples or singles.
My friends here in Cleveland are repeating the same conversations I had several years ago in Cincinnati: "When are you moving?" Our new mayor needs to understand the great importance that creative and sometimes eccentric people bring to the vibrancy of a city. Their input and participation can help turn a Rust Belt city into the next hot spot for highly prized companies and their workers.