Meat, Not Beer
Meat, Not Beer
I just read John Barry's article about Brewers Hill ("Mr. Boh's Neighborhood, Feature, June 27). Unfortunately, in the opening paragraph as he's describing his walk from John's Hopkins Hospital across Orleans Street and on to Patterson Park, the neighborhood signs he's seeing are for Butchers Hill, not Brewers Hill. The neighborhood next to Patterson Park (near the pagoda) is Butchers Hill--a pretty residential neighborhood--which is nowhere near Brewers Hill. Just thought you should know about the error.
John Barry responds: No excuses. Butchers Hill is a pleasant neighborhood and one that I have walked through many times. I never confused it personally with Brewers Hill, but their proximity, and maybe too much beer, may have been responsible for the mistaken switch.
Good Riddance, Russ
Please, enough with the boo-hoos in the letter section about the long-overdue exit of that shitstain Russ Smith ("No Russ, No Read," The Mail, June 20). Once in a while I would have a look at his column on the off, off chance that he had something to say, and I always found myself forcibly bounced out a couple sentences in by his inanity and ignorance--what a pointless man. He's like a slightly less nuts Ann Coulter, head deeply in his ass, and I am glad he's gone.
Oprah Vs. Imus
What really made my blood boil was Oprah Winfrey claiming for years discussing the fall of hip-hop on her show would give the rappers a forum and more sales, but she couldn't wait to jump on the Don Imus controversy (Social Studies, June 27). I laughed when I saw a clip of Oprah saying to the Rutgers ladies, "You make me proud to be a W-O-M-A-N." Please! She exploited the controversy like the rest of the media.
I personally felt the Duke lacrosse players should have been on Oprah during that time. The worst part is I heard so many jokes proclaiming the Rutgers ladies will get their hair done before the "major" media blitz because, let's be honest, female athletes don't have a reputation for taking care of themselves.
We let the national media (and Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton) decide what's important to the black community. I agree, call me nappy-headed, oh well, now call me dumb and we will fight!
Brown Monkey, Not Mic Life
The Mic Life ("A Really Open Mic," Noise, June 22) is not sponsored by Mic Life magazine. It is sponsored by Brown Monkey Music. Brown Monkey Music is a local label for independent musicians, and we also have a web site. I am one of the co-founders of BMM, and my partner and I have worked hard at getting that venue to where it is today from November 2006. Mic Life magazine had nothing to do with creating our Wednesday night open mic. You embedded a flier that clearly stated who the event was sponsored by, but then proceeded to give credit to Mic Life magazine.
Al Shipley responds: I apologize for the mistake. My misunderstanding was based on the similarity between the names of the event and publication, and a link to Mic Life magazine's web site that appeared in an online announcement for Mic Life Wednesdays. Brown Monkey Music has created a unique event and deserves credit for it.
Community Corporation No Community Friend
There are many lessons to learn from the destruction of the Woodberry forest ("Watcher in the Woods," Mobtown Beat, June 20). Number one is that developers are favored to win in Baltimore. How do they do it so easily? They simply get compliant organizations and people with little respect for community empowerment to pimp for them. The main organization that served as the cheerleader for Loyola College was the Greater Homewood Community Corp. They helped push the project along, voted against the community at every community meeting, harassed their own board members who were representing Woodberry, used their "prestige" to influence the city agencies in support of this land-rape project, and overall led the assault against the woods and the community.
Did I mention that Loyola College was also on its board? At the time, the leading program within Greater Homewood that led the charge to support the impending environmental destruction was the Jones Falls Watershed Association, under the direction of Michael Beer. Beer and CEO Bill Miller's open support for the Loyola project was crucial for its success.
Very few individuals came out in support of the Loyola project. Although environmental community leaders in Baltimore hid their heads in the sand and shied away from taking on such a powerful institution, one person stood out above all as the High Priest of Corporate Whoredom--Bill Henry, a present candidate for the 4th District of the Baltimore City Council.
For internal debate, with me as the proponent for Woodberry, and Henry as the former president of Greater Homewood, he was charged by GH with arguing the point that GH was being neutral in the Woodberry vs. Loyola fight and that the Watershed Association, in this case only, did not represent GH. To this day, the Watershed Association remains a dependent program of Greater Homewood.
Often there are heroes in the fight against a Goliath. The Woodberry Planning Committee stood up against the powerful forces of the city, Greater Homewood, and Loyola. Then there are the anti-heroes. At the March 2002 public hearing on the proposal at the new Northern Police District, with more than 200 people from the neighborhood and throughout the city standing with Woodberry, there sat Mr. Henry, first row, with the Loyola representatives, with his back to an entire community.
City Council must never give carte blanche to developers and institutions over community concerns and must be aware of special interests that only operate to promote themselves to the developers.
The writer is the co-chair of Charm City Greens.
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