Letters to the Editor

“ROGUE OF THE WEEK”? HMM… GOOD IDEA

DEAR MERCURY—Please list Justin Kistner and WebTrends
as “Rogue of the Week” in your next edition of the paper [“MAX Stunt
Collides with Cycling Community,” Blogtown,
July 6]. Their new ad campaign on the MAX asking, “Should cyclists pay
a road tax?” is divisive and fosters the bizarre bike vs. car mentality
that we have tried to overcome since last summer. Furthermore, Justin’s
postings on the BikePortland forums and on the company’s blog
demonstrate that he and the company do not care
about Portland, the bike community, or the outcome of their ridiculous
“survey”—they are only trying to get free advertising for their
company.

NB

ONWARD & UPWARD

DEAR MERCURY—Thank you for your continued coverage of
new developments with the James Chasse case [“Terminal Energy,” News,
July 9]. I have a brother who suffers from paranoid schizophrenia and
decompensates yearly. I have to say the past two years I have been
impressed with the response by the Portland Police Bureau in
conjunction with Project Respond. [Multnomah County Chair Ted] Wheeler
is right, there is a lot of positive energy/awareness that has
developed out of the Chasse tragedy. It is encouraging.

J.K.

LITERALLY NOT FUNNY

DEAR MERCURY—To the thoughtless, arrogant jerk who
authored the last I, Anonymous [“One Hell of a Cow,” July 9]: Your
accusation was so disgusting I can hardly believe it. First of all,
what you are raving about is essentially a lost magnet? So… while
some Portlanders are getting our homes sold from under us, while we are
being wrongfully imprisoned, beaten, and even killed by those who are
calling themselves our “protectors,” and are unable to or inhibited
from sustaining our lives you want us to care about a magnet you
think was stolen off your motorcycle? That alone would not be
enough for me to muster a reply. But the fact that you managed to,
on top of proving yourself to be irredeemably petty, show us that you
are just overflowing with oppressive imagery made me realize I simply
must sling insults in your direction. Skull fucks and ass pissing is
all fine between consenting individuals, but what you were talking
about was forced sex acts. Rape is not funny. Ever. I don’t even
want to mention the wounded seagull; so twisted I’m at a loss for
words. Figure your shit out, learn consent, get over yourself, or just
die because we surely do not need another pompous, patriarchal shit for
brains.

Anonymous

TACO TIMELESS

DEAR MERCURY—I think Patrick [Alan Coleman] should come
up with a whole book of his search for the perfect taco [“Travels in
Tacoville,” Last Supper]. His writings generally make me want to rush
out and try the tacos he’s eating—especially when he writes
about places in the periphery of the city. Yet I am slightly let down
that he has not touched upon “El Pato Feliz” on 92nd. Two suggestions
as well for future columns and haunts: The taco bus on Holgate and
122nd, and the outside taqueria that takes place on Saturdays and
Sundays on Powell and 102nd.

duck-duck

CONGRATULATIONS TO DUCK-DUCK for his (her?) taco
suggestions—indeed a true search for the perfect taco is lifelong
and constant. Duck-duck gets two tickets to the Laurelhurst Theater and
lunch at No Fish! Go Fish!, where the food ain’t tacos, but you can
still hold it in one hand.