By Terrence McCoy
By Scott Fishman
By Deirdra Funcheon
By Allie Conti
By New Times Staff
By Ryan Pfeffer
By Deirdra Funcheon
By Kyle Swenson
The Invention of Dick (And Other Topics)
I couldn't pass this one up. A point made in the article on prostitution in Fort Lauderdale ("Importing Miami's Vice," Dan Lovely, June 25) is a joke. To wish one's problem on someone else is not community activism, it's called not-in-my-back-yardism. Pushing the problem somewhere else solves nothing.
My wife and I have lived in downtown Hollywood for almost ten years, near U.S. Highway 1, in an area where prostitution is rampant. Prostitution has been going on since the invention of the dick. Whenever I walk down the street, I always notice men trolling for sex. They are as much a part of this problem as the working women are. We should take some hints from Holland or Germany in dealing with this. Prostitution is a social issue and a health issue, but it is not a criminal issue. Wishing it away is not a solution. All that does is pass it on to someone else, and that's not nice.
A Boorish Birth
This new TV concept is sophomoric, silly, and beneath professional standards ("Birth of a Station," Robert Andrew Powell, June 25). To be different doesn't mean to be awful. There's a reason other stations program professional performers. Professionals with experience can handle the pauses and the bad stories and turn them into something different. The amateurish juveniles posing as talk-show hosts are so blinded by vanity they think their lame on-air antics (talking on top of each other, nervous pacing, dumb comments, slang, gang signs) are entertaining.
WAMI (Channel 69) lacks style and excitement. The stationary cameras around the city make me feel as if I'm watching a boring surveillance tape. The sets, when there are any, are bland and forgettable.
WAMI must undergo a complete turnover to recapture my attention. If Barry Diller is worth so much money, why can't he do better than boorish local programming and reruns?
Your Story Was So Disgusting That I Read Every Bit of It
After reading Sean Rowe's June 11 article, "Swingers Redux," I was thoroughly disgusted. Why is it necessary to write such a big article about people who are depraved and have to indulge in obscene sex? Something is wrong with their lives if they find it necessary to indulge in such sex. If the sex life these men have with their wives isn't sufficient for them, let them go to a doctor for advice on how to improve it. Or go to a prostitute occasionally for some extra excitement. Prostitutes are usually very clean about themselves. (I am not and have never been one of them in my 90 years of living.)
Couples who swing with other couples have no respect for each other. How could they look at each other after the act is done? They are really morons if they have nothing better to think about. I might add that I am not a prude, as I indulged in sex once or twice when I was single. My married sex life was not too great, but since my husband was great at everything else, I decided to contain my feelings and enjoy other pleasures.
During my widowhood I met a man (now a widower) who told me that although he loved his wife very much, he went to a prostitute once in a while to keep his marriage intact, and they were very happy. This practice of swinging is insane and certainly should not be written about in such detail. It was quite disgusting and I don't feel like reading your paper any more, but I did read it again the following week, to see if any of your readers had complaints. I did find a few letters that expressed support and disgust, and one even went as far as to call those people "one step above a sex offender." That's what they are.
If you knew of such people, you should have kept it in your closet and not have given them kudos for such practices. The world is bad enough without giving people (young people especially) new ideas about depraved sex.