I feel Adam Druckman’s pain. I just read his column titled "Slo-town" (MT, April 4-10). I used to live at Eight Mile and Van Dyke in Detroit. The truth of the matter is people don't like to come to Detroit. No street lights, people always walking around. You know, it's kind of shady. It took ABC Warehouse three days to finally deliver a stove to my house. It took Ameritech two months to install our phone line. Our cable appointment was cancelled so many times (three) that we decided we just won't watch TV anymore. I just don't understand it either. They want to attract people to live in D-town again but the people who provide us with services are so incompetent it almost makes it impossible to live inside the city. Sad but true. Tell me when was the last time you had a really good piece of meat from one of the grocery stores? When was the last time you took the bus? When was the last time you decided to go for a nightly stroll just to catch a glimpse of romance inside our beautiful city? —Marianne Burrows, [email protected], Eastpointe
I'm the one at Space that had the foursome on the bed and was mentioned in Loose Lips ("Punching, funding, Spacing," MT, April 4-10). I thought your little blurb was about as tacky as 2-year-old flypaper in the heat of the south. Sounds like you had a bad time and took it out in your article. Which I can't really say much about ... you are doing your job. The smuttier the better, right? Come on! A foursome with a brother/sister? An "ideal montage for a porno scene"? That's pretty nasty. It was a perfectly cute picture and you ruined it. By the way, that's me on the left. And for the record, that's my sister on the far right).
I'm not pissed off or anything, just moderately unhappy with your insinuations and I thought you should know about it. —Brian J. Graves, [email protected], St. Clair Shores
They don’t say
Jack Lessenberry forgot to mention how far away from the truth the newspapers have gotten (Daily news blues," MT, March 28-April 3). People listen with a jaundiced ear and read with a jaundiced eye, as they should. The death's of the Kennedys and Martin Luther King started the downhill skid of public naiveté. It's getting the same way with TV news reporting. It's not so much what they are saying but what they are not reporting that matters deeply to those of us out here being affected by decisions we have no control over. No one covers the public rape of millions of Americans by the insurance companies. No one is talking about the differences between health care in other countries vs. our own. Only lies are being published by the people who have an investment in the status quo. That's why I don't pick up a newspaper. It does not address issue's pertinent to my life in the here and now. It's all propaganda ... no thanks. But you're right as rain about one thing. It is a damn shame. —Jacquelyn Casper, [email protected], Clawson
In the hole
I am in the middle of Lessenberry's metropolitan Detroit donut, "the black hole" ("Making the census count," MT, April 4-10). Like any other "black hole," there is energy and light in deserted Detroit that cannot been seen and cannot escape.
Depopulation and demolition in Detroit has created an awe within me. Pollution levels are lower and the air is cleaner. Low-level traffic volume with their gas and noise pollutants have gone to suburbia. Natural grasses, wildflowers and weeds grow everywhere. We stroll down countrylike streets. My senses absorb fields of trees and scrubs, sometimes littered with old tires thrown there by suburbanites.
The people are great and on the friendly side. America is browning and European-Americans are welcome to return to their motherland, Europe, if they’ve got a problem. Migration is wide open to them. But I hear even Europe is browning.
In the 300th year of Detroit's birth, the Native Americans have returned to claim their heritage. Look, Jack, see the casino? If metropolitan government is not possible, then it's time for Detroit to downsize itself as Philadelphia is presently doing. "Black Hole Detroiters!" let's do the best with what we have. —H.H. Gentry, Detroit
I really enjoyed the article Curtrise Garner wrote regarding Half Past Three ("Chillin’ paradise," MT, March 28-April 3). My friends and I visit Half Past Three on a monthly basis. Your description of the lounge's atmosphere was right on point. Definitely continue to highlight exciting venues for Detroit's mature crowd. —Alicia Thornwell, [email protected], Detroit