Letters to the Editor
Published Letters: 509 Editor's Choice: 26
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Yes, yes, yes...
[Read the article: King Kaufman's Sports Daily]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]It is sad on so many different levels. Although probably not in the way most of you are thinking. Our media is sad. And sports media, being the idiot-black-sheep of media, are particularly sad. Sad that the only reason anyone has thought about Lidle is because of a sudden and horrific death. Sad that anyone would be the least bit surprised that a novice amateur pilot would crash his plane - it happens more often than you think. Saddest thing of all is that sports media people pretend to feel bad about this. Oh, I know that if Barry Bonds were killed tomorrow in some sudden and horrific way, every sportswriter who ever called him a son-of-a-bitch would become a devout Barry-ite. God knows why. You hated him before. Why does the way (rich man - I can't afford a plane, can you?) in which someone dies really make that much of a difference if you didn't (or sort of) know them. Some assholes fly planes into things. So do nice people. Some assholes die in their sleep. So do nice people.
As I sat at home last night watching what had to be at least a 30-45 minute section of SportsCenter being devoted to this mostly unknown journeyman pitcher I couldn't help but wonder: "Would anyone of cared if he was a Pirates pitcher that crashed into a field in Pennsylvania?"
Our national media is so NY-centric that they seem blissfully unaware that our lives do not revolve around them. Someone had mention this crash yesterday at work, maybe an hour after it happened. It didn't register on my radar until I get a email reminder from CNN: "The entire hour we talk to people who knew Lidle." Wow. Really? Can I be honest and say "I don't care." Cause I didn't. And that's more honesty than you're likely to get out of the entire country's worth of sports media this week (Lidle will be mostly forgotten by Friday). They don't really care either - they just saw an opportunity on a slow news day and ran with it...
What did I care about? Well, there were 2 playoff games coming up (one did get rained out - with the obligatory "The weather echoing the sentiment of much of New York" - yeah, you don't know NYers very well) and I was looking forward to seeing some playoff baseball. Didn't think about Lidle the whole time I was watching the game - more interested in how the A's can't seem to hold a lead and how the Tigers have that look in their eye that the 2005 White Sox or the 2004 Red Sox had.
My bold prediction (since King apparently was obliged to follow the rest of the pack-mentality sports media and write a Lidle article today instead of commenting on the As/Tigers game): The Tigers will not lose another game. They will sweep the Athletics and will easily sweep either the limping Mets or the live-and-die-by-Pujols-numbers Cardinals. My Michigan friends will be very happy campers...
So, sorry Cory about your untimely death. Sorry I don't care, but seriously, at this stage in my life, I've got more stuff to worry about than you. And I've had real friends in plane crashes before. Been there, done that. End of rant.
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KStone...
[Read the article: King Kaufman's Sports Daily]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]And apparently you care so much you spent the 4 seconds to give me and "Gary" shit on letters we wrote to an article in an online magazine. Really full of myself there. I'm read by literally tens of people!!
Whatever. If you're that broken up about it volunteer or something. I'm sure there's some charitable organization that counsels rich people who want to be pilots but think they are invincible. I think its called the JFK Jr. Foundation. Or start one for all the innocent victims of said dumb-ass rich people: you could call it "DUCK!"
Either way stop being worried about what I do during my lunch hour. And read faster. It wasn't THAT long...
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509 letters and counting...
[Read the article: King Kaufman's Sports Daily]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Jesus, KStone! Where do you get off telling ME to get a life?
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Random Thoughts
[Read the article: Design of the times]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]..just add to the pile...
1. Not that I don't think women aren't allowed to have careers & children at the same time but c'mon: there comes a point when you have to make a rational decision and at least consider STEMMING THE TIDE!!! I couldn't help thinking, looking at that horribly gaudy hand sewn dress that was her signature piece, every one of those hand-attached rhinestones represents one missed bedtime story - one missed moment with Mommy. That is a dress of neglect AND it looks like crap! If you're going to breed like rabbits (lets not even get into the puking-a-little-bit-into-ones-own-mouth feeling I got after finally seeing this verile beast that had helped spawn so many children - that's an image I'll hope to never conjure again!) maybe you could, I don't know... spend some time with them! Kiss your mommy goodbye, kids! Now that's she's made it big you'll see her once every 10 months when she drops off your latest sibling. I'm sure they won't be at all contemptuous about it...
2. Every woman who has said here that they would wear Uli's (admittedly, good) stuff I call "Bullshit!" 90% of that collection was sheer, so unless you feel like showing more skin than Lindsay Lohan out on the town, I'm thinking your full of it. Pretty clothes, just don't try to convince people that your going to be walking around in "I Dream of Jeannie" costumes, especially if you live anywhere north of the Mason-Dixon line. Everybody kept calling Mike's stuff hookerish but I kept imagining the "Chicken Ranch" girls lounging around in Uli's stuff.
3. Jefferey deserved it. Seriously, "yo mamma", get over it. Since when are truly creative people nice? That's a new one for me. Just because Picasso was a great artist and I like looking at his stuff, doesn't mean I wanted to hang out with the narcisitic SOB. That being said, I would have made that one designer's Mom cry. Kids being distilled versions of their parents neurosis' - she was probably a wee bit over-sensitive...