Many of Greg Webb's assertions in his letter to the editor (March 19th issue) about the business and editorial problems of The Commercial Appeal are flat wrong.
Memphis and the surrounding area has a majority African-American population, most of whom, I suspect, would reject the label "conservative." So Webb's contention that the subscription base for the CA is mainly conservative does not hold. And the so-called leftist bias of the paper is a reflection of the many progressive people here who are trying to bring Memphis into the 21st century.
Because of the Internet, the subscription base for the CA (as well as for most newspapers across the country) has eroded. An entire generation prefers to get its news online. Whatever disagreements some readers may have had, the paper's editorial policies that caused them to cancel their subscriptions is miniscule compared to the massive, worldwide shift to online news reading.
A newspaper is indeed a business, but it is also much more than that. The CA is part of the fabric of our lives here in the Mid-South. "Old Reliable" has always been, and hopefully will continue to be, a beacon of light that helps us find our way in this sometimes dark and ever-changing world.
The Kinder, Gentler Tim
Right on for Tim Sampson and his soft "Rant" (March 26th issue).
It's because of cool people like Caroline Allen, who put together a pillow fight in Overton Park (the Fly-By, March 26th issue), that cool people from Paris and New York want to come back to Memphis. It's because we are real. Our city is real. Our music is real. Our museums are real.
Roll up your sleeves and be a part of the "renaissance"; it's a better word than "revolution." To the pillow-fight organizers, I say, publicize it plenty in advance of next year's event. A lot more of us want to come. And, Tim, bring your soft pillow. We'll show Forbes which city is first on the "cool" list.
I thought the article "On Target?" (March 19th issue) was great. There has been nothing but negative comments on handgun-carry permits and the illegal use of them coming from The Commercial Appeal.
Carrying a concealed handgun does not mean you have the right to go out and shoot someone. It is a privilege that we should honor.
I finished the course last month, and, as the article states, it is not as easy as going to Wal-Mart and buying a gun. It makes you realize that this is not a game and lives are involved. My only use is for self-defense for me and my family. Hats off to your writer, Michael Finger.
I am concerned about the bill currently before the Tennessee legislature that would make it legal for people to carry handguns into many more public places than the law currently allows. I am concerned there will be an increased number of shootings of passion all over the state if this new, more permissive bill passes.
I hope the Tennessee legislature will not pass this bill. If they do, I fear Tennessee will become a "state of death."
The article on "Brick" Brigance (theFly By, March 12th issue) was a rather decent thing to read. Thank you!
Brick was an excellent artist, yet he did not paint the portrait of Robert Raiford that hung on the north wall of that club. Ellis Chappell did.
Thank you again for giving tribute to Brick, someone I called friend. And thank you for clarifying this with another one of my closest friends' work, Ellis Chappell.
I enjoy the Flyer, and as with most good sources of news and opinion, I agree with some material, disagree with some, and wish some did not get any space at all. However, the American Apparel ad on the back page of the March 26th issue is getting very close to a questionable line, if not stepping over it.
I realize the ad does not break any laws, but, please, don't let the Flyer get too trashy. I'd hate to have to give up the Flyer for Lent — and the rest of the year.
Which leads me to put on my Dr. Phil face and say what has to be said: It's time for Memphis and Shelby County to start seeing other people. We've tried for years to patch things up, to come to some sort of mutual understanding, but we need to admit that we have irreconcilable differences. We don't even know each other any more ...