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Try Our Raw Marrow

Kyle Swenson's "What the Boy Saw" [June 8, 2011] was not only meticulously researched, but penned with elegance as well. The reader is escorted through this historic miscarriage of justice with vivid detail. I would not be surprised if a Hollywood mogul latched onto this exposé. It reads as if one is watching the drama unfold on a screen. The pathos leaves the reader enthralled and feeling utterly helpless.

Kudos to Swenson and Scene. Keep deconstructing the paradigms the masses are fed — and swallow without masticating — to expose the raw marrow of reality.

John Tamilio III, Ph.D.


Another Botched Case

This story makes me puke over the sloppy job Cleveland Police still do more often than anybody wants to admit. They didn't care who they caught. That's why they didn't break down obviously inconsistent stories or flaky witnesses. The saving grace — the difference between then and now — is technology.


Really: McDonald's

McDonald's? Really? ["Lakewood Residents Don't Want Detroit Theatre toe Be a McDonald's," at the Scene & Heard blog]. Nothing against McDonald's, but that building is a historical landmark. One of the things that makes Cleveland Heights so unique are the older buildings that are well preserved, giving our suburb a very unique character. Surely, you can renovate the theater or think of something else unique to put there. When this recession is over, you'll be looking at that McDonald's and kicking yourself over your knee-jerk reaction.


Death of a Food Town

Please deliver us from the contrived clichés ranted by Douglas Trattner ["Flour Power," June 8, 2011]. When this metropolis completes its transformation to a restaurant town with no choices other than "chi chi," sports bars, and fast food, he will be on the list of reasons. If foodies like him are so impressed with these new diva establishments, why do they constantly go belly-up because diners do not return?

Steve Cappabianca

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