You’re Reading It
Yes, I believe that capitalism generates a division of classes.
Yes, I have been placed right out of the housing market, and the rents continue to rise as landlords realize they can attract tenants who will pay $1,800 a month.
Yes, the city still has its problems, but I have to ask, Harm City, Bodymore, Murderland, City That Bleeds . . . what have you done to clean up the mess?
Not Just Our Type
We were pleased to see that our exhibition, Alphabet: An Exhibition of Hand-Drawn Lettering and Experimental Typography, was chosen as one of your Top 10 art shows of 2005 (“The Year in Art,” Dec. 14).
We have no quarrel with the excellent review, but we just wanted to recognize that the exhibition was a part of Artscape 2005, and that without Artscape’s logistical, financial, and moral support, the exhibition would not have been possible.
In addition, Post Typography and Artscape are currently coordinating a series of international travel venues for the show, so those of you who missed the exhibition and/or have friends in other cities, there is still an opportunity to see Alphabet in person. The latest list of dates can be found at www.posttypography.com/alphabet.
Bruce Willen and Nolen Strals
Don’t Worry, Happy Holidays
In response to Vincent Williams’ “Happy Holidays, Dammit” column, I agree completely (Social Studies, Dec. 14)! I just don’t understand how anyone can be insulted by another person extending warm seasonal wishes. Just because I don’t celebrate Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or what-have-you doesn’t mean that I am opposed to those who do having a good one.
As a customer-service professional who spends a lot of time on the phone, I think that “Happy Holidays” or “Have a good holiday” is the most appropriate way of acknowledging the time of year to someone you don’t know well. Besides, “Happy Holidays” includes New Year’s as well, which I hear a lot of Christians, even a few of the hard-core persuasion, celebrate. Not to mention that with the state of the world we’re living in, anyone who receives any sort of random, unprompted greeting, much less a season’s greeting, from someone they don’t even know should consider themselves lavished with love and attention. Take what you can get, for Christ’s sake.
Nicole K. Brown
Thank you, Vincent Williams! I’m Jewish and have never celebrated Christmas (even when I lived with a goy), and it pisses me off when someone else tells me what I should or shouldn’t believe or say or feel, especially during this time of year. I’ve lived my whole life with people wishing me a “Merry Christmas,” and I have always responded in kind. That’s called common courtesy. I’ve always loved the “holiday” season, but with all this politically correct bullshit about what to call an illuminated shrub or tree or how to greet my friends, I can’t wait until Jan. 2.
Oh yeah, Happy New Year!
Correction: Rod Lee is the face of Baltimore club music outside I-695, not outside the D.C.-circling I-495, as we wrote in the photo caption for the “The Year in Local Music” (Dec. 14). Sometimes we get a little turned around in regard to our multitentacled regional highway system.
Clarification: The Kimberly Acton referred to in our story about the Orioles Nest and Owls Nest poker clubs (“Fouled Nests,” Nov. 23) is not the same Kimberly Acton who owns Pazza Luna restaurant in Locust Point.
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