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Letter of the week
I got your cork!
Tricia Romano writes about the fight to keep the magic of New York Citys club scene [Put a Cork in It, December 2026], yet theres no mention of the people of color who have long been fighting to keep the fire lit! How white and hipster-centric of Romano. Is it that other races are only cool when hipsters can exploit their music for your tired irony/humor? Romanos one-sided perspective of this citys club culture reveals an even deeper dynamic plaguing edgy nightlife. This type of homogenization is whats killing this city, and hipsters are as complicit in the crime as the despised corporate lemmings, real estate whores, and stroller-wielding yoga mamas and Pilates papas. What made the houses that Levan, Humphries, and many others built was that people from all walks of life came together, had fun, and exchanged energies and ideas during tense political and social times. DJs played music crossing different genres, not what some shaggy-haired fuck from Pitchforkmedia told them was cool.
DJ Contra Sounds, a white guy from Brooklyn
Jessica Jones's article on sugar addiction ["Sweet!," December 27, 2006January 2, 2007]was very real for me. I have the same addiction, but truly had to give up sugar when my weight went to 364 pounds and I developed Type II diabetes. I don't eat sugar whatsoever and trust me, it is in almost all processed foods. Now I have raging hypoglycemic attacks because of my lifelong addiction.
Hmm . . . this might be the lamest article I've ever read in the Voice. I know the week between Christmas and New Year's is slow, but this is just embarrassing, not to mention kinda gross. I don't really need to imagine this woman's jaw "clicking" as she chows down on candy. Yuck.
I applaud Jones's courage. Sugar and food addictions are probably the hardest to kick. I was diagnosed with hypoglycemia in 1976 and was told to never eat sugar again. For two years I didn't touch sugar, but I dreamed nightly of eating foods like ice cream and woke up so grateful I was only dreaming. I eat sugar occasionally, but I've never gotten addicted again. It will probably become much easier for Jones as time passes. A fact that might help her stay away from sugar: It feeds cancer.
Candy addiction? What the fuck? Give me my Village Voice back. What inane nonsense . . .
Last week you devoted your cover story to a guy who's outraged that customers in some clubs prefer to sit at tables and drink overpriced champagne than dance. This week, it's a woman in agony because she eats too much candy and wants to stop? Is there nothing of significance going on in the nation that you have to devote cover stories to chickenshit issues? The stuff you're doing now, The Onion does better.
I love New York, but . . .
Rob Nelson needs to get off the island a little more and see this "flyover country" a bit. In his review of We Are Marshall [Tracking Shots, December 2026 ], Nelson complains that there isn't enough racial tension or anti-Vietnam sentiment. He even manages to blend 9-11 into the review. Huh? The area where the real-life events of the film actually occurred is about 180 degrees from anything Lower Manhattan. It wasn't a hotbed of either of the movements Nelson mentions. If anything, the folks around here would be the first to understand the pain of 9-11 for New Yorkers because of the loss of that team in 1970. Pardon us for just being simple folk. The movie has some rough spots, but it's not worth tanking because it doesn't fit with the lifestyle or the things that are important to the Manhattan crowd.
Huntington, West Virginia
Perhaps I should know better than to expect an apolitical film analysis from The Village Voice, but I take issue with Nelson's review of We Are Marshall. This is a fairly simple film about one town's tragedy and its subsequent need to cope with the loss. Why, then, should a depiction of that tragedy, which revolves around a college football program, include what Nelson seems to view as a mandatory lecture on Vietnam-era politics and race relations? I find it refreshing that the film's audience is spared the clichés of racial tension and political strife that are often awkwardly and dutifully wedged into sports films set in the 1960s and 1970s.
Re "Bush's War Crimes Cover-Up" [Nat Hentoff, December 1319 ]: As an outsider viewing the actions of the American military and administration (you can hardly call it government, can you?), I can assure you that regaining the reputation of your country in the eyes of the world is not going to happen anytime soon. Americans seem reluctant to even consider the potential criminality of their elected officials. Thank goodness there are some people in your country who are paying attention. Nevertheless, justice has taken such a shit- kicking, I doubt you will ever get back to the well-deserved level of respect that America had following World War II. In fact, I believe the country is going to crash and burn because of internal forces rather than any external threat.
Vancouver, British Columbia