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Published Letters: 31
I love Buns and Chou Chou's repartee. It's always fresh, and softly shocking. Love the knock-knock jokes.
This Rabbit Bites is fantastic. Tantalizing rabbit personas, social conscience, not to mention great entertainment value. Good work, bunnies!
Aha! Labor Day means "time to think about the approaching year."
Only an academic type would think of Fall as the beginning of the year. Hmmm. Buns & Chou's writing IS always stellar.
But seriously, I love the juxtaposition of the lyrical and the crass in this one and in Rabbit Bytes always.
And it's good to hear from Greg Fitzsimmons.
Be still my heart! It's so personal. I just never thought about Buns appearing anywhere but on his chair. Give me a moment.
OK. Better. Another stellar "Rabbit Bites." The content is fascinating, the repartee snappy, and they always make me happy.
I love WayLay. It's in a class by itself: sometimes wacky, sometimes poignant, often wackily poignant. The drawing is uniquely beautiful, the social commentary is bravely biting, and the stories are always great.
WayLay is always outstanding in my book. The drawing, the stories she chooses to tell, the heart. I read it instantly, even if it's the only thing I read on Salon that day.
Havrilesky's writing style is as scattershot as her thinking is in this piece. I read it because I'm crazy about "Mad Men," but she misses the point of the show almost entirely and commits the tiresome error of recounting the plot of the most recent episode for no apparent reason. Her stuff is really not up to Salon's usual standard.
I'm with "Anonymous." Peggy's sudden and considerable weight gain on "Mad Men" is a serious breach in a show that is otherwise meticulous with the details. Unless a year has elapsed between episodes (and there's no reason to think this) Peggy's weight gain is just wrong and certainly jarring. The show is a dream and yet it's about real people, one of its charms.
Oh the cuteness factor and the wit element are high with this one! And action-packed! I'm giggling uncontrollably and my cats are looking at me funny.
Oh god! I snorted coffee all over myself. This one is so funny.
This is not fun or witty, but it is sophomoric. Less of this and more Rabbit Bites!
I see that Schlesinger and Bachtell both have busy little bios. Perhaps, then, it won't be so painful for them to hold onto their day jobs.
There is a creeping cuteness threatening Salon--like those unbearably self-regarding little human-interest pieces on NPR (you know the ones)--but this strip isn't a creeper; it's a full-on mistake.
I would. I would walk 10,000 miles to see that deadpan look from Chou Chou. And with what better forum will Tom Papa ever be presented?
Kudos.
I am so tired of reading pieces about campaign strategy, no matter how well thought-out or how well written. We don't have time for this. We are living in a dying democracy on a dying planet. All our energies should go toward stemming the bloody tide.
This piece is badly written, inconsistent in tone, and just plain lazy. Salon, what gives?
Finally, someone has the courage to speak out about those damned Chipmunks. And to act on their convictions!
Chou's angelic singing is the perfect antidote.
Once again, Rabbit Bites somehow moves me deeply and makes me laugh out loud all at once.
I don't believe I've ranted yet about the very bad WRITING in this strip. The writer doesn't seem to get even the basics of composing for bubbles. Bad, bad, bad. Bad.
Someone should disabuse these two of the notion that they have the skills to do a strip.
Somewhere in this piece--and in the author's mind-- there is a heartfelt critique of "The Wire." However, this ain't it.
Heather, do you READ your stuff before you submit it? This is a manic sprawl. Seriously, take your meds.
Good piece, Heather; smart and pithy. Keep it coming.
God, I love this. Check out the meaningful paws at the end.
What kohoutek said, in spades. Well put!
"Rudy isn't gone quite yet, and he was certainly an amusing subject while he sat atop the national polls."
This quote from Mr. Conason's piece tells me everything I need to know about his attitude toward his commentary.
An AMUSING subject? Ask New Yorkers how "amusing" Rudy is. Our lives are at stake here. Our country is at stake. Our planet is at stake.
Yes, yes yes! Somebody had extra Cheerios this morning. Such delightful silliness, with extra production values and all new sets! A cornucopia of giggles. Whew, did I need those baby robots.
Keep it comin', rodents!
Why so much Scott Bateman lately? The stuff is just utterly uninspired on all counts. Please stop.
Every day with the Scott Bateman? Even featuring Kristen Schaal can't make it clever. In fact, I'm amazed Scott was able to make her boring! Mediocrity on parade.
Joan, please break your vow of silence permanently. What you say is completely true. Only narcissism can explain Nader's actions in this political climate, and Matt Gonzalez as running mate lends a dangerous cachet to the ticket for the young and ignorant voter who thinks we have time for her smug idealistic vote. We don't.
The thing is, Heather, that slumming in the bean aisle is an option for you. A clever trope for a precious piece of writing. The beans will bore you very quickly, and you'll add some variety to your diet again. Variety is exactly what real poverty kills. Variety, options, privacy, dignity.
Joan, how coy. If you prefer "testicular fortitude" for balls, I wonder what you tell yourself about Clinton's statement that she would "obliterate Iran" if they were to attack Israel.
Is this the kind of balls you like in your president?