Letters to the Editor

I'm able to cry for the first time

All my life I have been unable to cry. Until now.

Ray Hatcher


Now we're ready to act against guns

Perhaps because the victims were mostly children, perhaps because it came on the heels of thee other record-setting mass shootings, but whatever the reason, America is ready to replace sympathy and condolences with action.

For the first time in our history, we're ready to tell the gun lobby that we've had enough. When NRA spokesmen hit the talk shows this week, pleading, "Let's not get too hasty," this time, we're ready to do just that, act quickly and hastily before the next round of shooters can claim anymore victims.

This time, when NRA spokesmen hide behind the Second Amendment, we'll reach behind it, grab them and hold them accountable. When they sit smugly on the talk shows and claim, "guns don't kill people, people kill people," we'll respond no sir, actually, guns kill people.

It is now time for a ban on automatic weapons, increased waiting periods and background checks for gun purchases, or whatever measure it takes so that the next would-be mass murderer won't have such an easy time getting a weapon.

Layton Gist


Understanding Dr. Seuss at long last

"Streets are full of talkers I see

pressing 'SEND' with glee

Dogs in search

of parties in trees

Text me back

my minutes are free"

All in the spirit of "GO DOG GO!" I heard a mom reading her kid GO DOG GO over a smart phone talker next to me, and I got the theme of the book in that flash ...

I always wondered what doctor Seuss was saying in his book GO DOG GO. Now, 50 years later, I have finally figured it out; it is about collective madness. Going mad in the name of the "fashion of the times."

I see all of us dogs going mad. A red dog in a black car holding a cell phone like a pizza. A guy on his skateboard diagonally zig-zagging against traffic, holding the cell to his ear, a cig in his other hand. A green dog walking across the red light in front of a red truck edging across Pioneer Street just missing — another guy texting his way to a dog party in a tree. Go dog GO! GO DOG GO!

"Excuse me I gotta get this, it's for ME! —do you like my cell phone NOW?"

"I do not like your cell phone. Now do you like it, now do you like it? I do not like it. Do you like my cell phone now? I do NOT!"

"HERE do you like THIS other smart phone, this bigger one, this smaller one here?"

"No I still don't like your smart phone. I do not like it."

I do not like it AT ALL!

Tom Frantz


At Christmas, all year, service is joy

How good it feels to see a need and be able to fill it on the spot. This good feeling happens year-round, not just at Christmas time.

Just last week my good friend Delores bought two pairs of gloves at Bi-Mart. As she came out of the store, there was "Joe", ringing his bell for the Salvation Army, sans gloves. The day was cold. So, she gave him a pair.

Of course, this brings the lovely feeling of joy all around. You have done likewise, I'm sure, as well as thousands of us around the world.

Tagore, the Persian poet, put it this way:

I slept and dreamt that life was joy

I'm awake, and see that life is service

I act, and voila, service is joy.

Carola Lacy


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