incoming (2006-32)

Questionable ‘Livelihood’

No Exit

Loved It

Loathed It

For Judges’ Eyes Only

First-hand Account

Gay Bashing

I have never met the West family, and I do believe in the justice system of being innocent, until proven guilty, but please, don’t try to sanctify the crimes of which they are charged as a means to discredit the federal justice system’s actions. I applaud any efforts to stem the flow of drugs to our young people in Knoxville. I hope that the Wests are innocent, and their admirable work to promote Market Square and Old City will continue—as long as it is truly admirable.

Rita L. Juett

No Exit

Landowners in this area are actively in the process of trying to preserve this primarily agricultural land for future generations through conservation easements and deed restrictions. Development of this type and scale at this interchange will determine the course of all future development in this relatively untouched area of our County. Folks from all areas of Knox County are amazed and upset by the secrecy, and surprised by the lack of the opportunity for public participation for this major change and enormous expense for Knox County.

Is this the best direction for Knox County? What are the long-term effects? The arrogance of the Knox County Development Corp. and the haste of the Metropolitan Planning Commission to push this through has provided little opportunity or time to explore the alternatives and the impact. Let your County Commissioners know about your opinion before they decide on this important issue on Aug. 28.

Wayne A. Whitehead

Loved It

L Tenpenny

Loathed It

The Metro Pulse is such an unapologetic liberal rag.

Clark Lester

For Judges’ Eyes Only

You’d think any average boob would know better than to blatantly interrogate judges on impartiality busting issues—in this case, a state senator positing a loaded questionnaire amongst the gavel whackers. Maybe his rather churchy, family-values action bunch should adopt a less prejudicial tack, with some ordinary, everyday, gettin’-to-know-yuh trivia—just to help judge the judge as a high-minded, hard righteous, unbiased individual. Some sample queries:

• Your honor, do you wear socks? If so, how many, and are they red? Fishnet stockings? Left ones, too?

• Are you more a Larry, a Moe, a Curly, or a Rush?

• While driving, do you read your Bible a little, or a lot? A whole lot? Who’s your co-pilot?

• If you were an astronaut, would you rather land on the sun during the day, or the night?

• During the Dark Ages, you figure the dinosaurs went all to hell because they decided to go homosexual?

• Do you like Texas-style catfish fried, gassed or lethally injected? Smothered in ketchup? You want hushpuppies ’n’ slaw with that order?

• Do you reckon this hot, sticky, global warming is the result of unmarried, weed-smoking, outdoor fornicating hippies ’n’ beatniks?

• Answer true or amen: Science is mostly a fancy optical magicky illusion trick.

Joe Acree

First-hand Account

Mr. Gibson should have listened to both sides of the conflict, and engaged in a more analytical work before making false statements that…serve the oppressive monarchy, which still holds hundreds of prisoners of its subjects. Morocco is [known for] its exports [of] Hashish (local marijuana) to Europe, and [its] illiteracy rate is more than 56 percent. Being a Sahrawi myself, I don’t mind joining Spain or becoming part of the United States (like Puerto Rico) where I know there is a rule of law.

The monarchy is trying to use all its means to keep the 100,000 Moroccan soldiers in the front to avoid a possible rebellion. The country is under a lot economic pressures, [and] poverty, illiteracy, drugs and prostitution are making it the Bangkok of the Middle East. As long as these issues are not tackled by the Monarch, even Morocco is in the process of collapse, especially with the emergence of strong fundamentalist groups.

Zerougui Abdelkader, Ph.D.

Gay Bashing

As a gay man growing up in East Tennessee, life hasn’t always been easy. As I eventually came to terms with my own sexual orientation, I was quick to realize that the environment around me hadn’t, much to my dismay.

On the night of Aug. 7, after just witnessing Fiona Apple’s performance at the Tennessee Theatre (which left Ryan Adams’ show at the Bijou in the dust, by the way), a friend and I decided we’d continue on down to Downtown Grill and Brewery for drinks.

We settled down on the patio next to a group of late-nighters and commenced to enjoying our evening. Halfway through drinks and conversation, a group of three young males walked past. Much to our surprise (as we’d been minding our own business and enjoying each other’s company), one fellow from the group took the opportunity to point at each of us and announce quite loudly: “Homo! Homo!” We both sat in awe.

This isn’t the first time I’ve been called a homo. Trust me; I’ve been called much worse. And I’m not just some queer on a soapbox. This isn’t the first time I’ve witnessed such an occurrence unfold in Knoxville. I’m a human being and deserve the same respect and dignity I give others.

When are we going to stop hating each other and literally “pointing” out each other’s differences and begin to love and embrace each other—and maybe learn something along the way? Isn’t it about time some of us grew up?

Jason Boone

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