Letters

Law and Disorder Quit your day jobs: The Ray Krone story shows what can happen when the law enforcement community gets it in for a guy. The old bird-in-hand philosophy is what I call it (“About Face,” Robert Nelson, April 21). I can’t believe that these four men you mention…

Alienated

Maricopa County Attorney Andrew Thomas announced at a press conference yesterday that he would not prosecute three off-duty baggage inspectors from Sky Harbor Airport who held the entire congregation at Immaculate Heart Church hostage at gunpoint. The South Phoenix churchgoers, virtually all Mexicans, were detained May 1 until police officers…

Head Games

When it came to her firstborn son, Barbara Marin wasn’t taking any chances. So when her doctor warned her that putting the boy to sleep on his back was the only way to save him from Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, Marin listened. At the time, in 1997, the message was…

Valley of the Suns

Jerry Colangelo dreams of winning a trifecta. And he would be well on his way if this town finally gets an NBA championship. He’s already won a World Series championship with the 2001 Arizona Diamondbacks. And last week he was bestowed the honor and obligation of bringing back the gold…

House of Cool

If you’re fresh to P-town, and know the lay of the cit-tay about as well as Ashlee Simpson knows how to hold a musical note, then let Professor Kreme school your ignorant ass on the chillest spot in the PHX, the Zona’s world-renowned lounge paradise Chez Nous, at 675 West…

Letters

Blind Justice Prosecute the prosecutors: After reading Robert Nelson’s story regarding Ray Krone (“About Face,” April 21), I now do not believe O.J. Simpson committed murder(s). What utter incompetence! I advocate putting those who convicted Mr. Krone in the slammer and let them feel real justice. Why are these clowns…

Paradise Lost

Kyle Kaenel doesn’t walk through barns at Turf Paradise so much as swagger John Wayne style, as if someone has kicked him in the butt so hard that he can’t sit down. He’s 17 and lighting it up in his first year as a jockey, 2,000 miles from home and…

Enemies List

Recent events lead me to believe that Maricopa County Sheriff Joe Arpaio may again be abusing his police powers for political purposes. That is, the paranoid and increasingly disoriented Arpaio is turning up the heat on some of us who have landed on his enemies list. In the past month,…

Winning News

Phoenix New Times was honored with seven first-place awards — from column writing to magazine cover design — at the Arizona Press Club’s 81st annual banquet, held April 23 at the Heard Museum. In all, New Times won 20 Press Club awards. Staff writers Paul Rubin and Robert Nelson were…

Letters

Green Fairy Tales There is life here: I moved to Phoenix from California — the Bay Area — and I had all the usual regrets about moving from the big city to the not-so-big city. You know, Phoenix at first blush just seems like a ghost town, despite the fact…

About Face

Spring is coming, and buds now speckle the granite gray woods of southeastern Pennsylvania with forest green. The sun is shining, the melting snow is glaring. It’s all so bright that Ray Krone needs sunglasses. He’d like some Oakleys. Something functional but stylish to go with the new hair and…

Charity for the Super-Rich

Here’s the lowdown on one of the latest scams to put local taxpayer money into the pockets of billion-dollar corporations. This is a tale that starts 33 years ago in a small town in Missouri and will hopefully end on May 17 when Mesa voters cast their ballots in the…

The Devil’s Danceteria

For my chedda, the most creative cats and kittens in P-town’s clubland belong to this city’s Goth-trance underworld. The playas and playettes of the hip-hop scene may dress fly, and the Scottsdale party people may look like they stepped out of a catalogue for Abercrombie and Bee-ahtch, but they don’t…

Letters

Critical Mass The power of negative thinking: I just wanted to say that Robrt L. Pela’s column on bad Shakespeare (“Much Ado About Nothing,” April 7) was the funniest thing I’ve read in ages. I couldn’t agree more, and I know that he will catch flak from the local theater…

The Thing That Won’t Leave

In February 1997, self-styled businessman Emmanuel Agyeman boarded a bus in Carson City, Nevada. His destination was the central Arizona town of Eloy, which sits between Phoenix and Tucson. It was Agyeman’s first visit to the Grand Canyon State, but it was hardly a vacation. Earlier, immigration authorities had picked…

Moral Absurdity

Now let me get this straight. It’s okay for a pharmacist to refuse to fill a medical doctor’s prescription for a morning-after pill on religious grounds. But there is no way the very same pharmacist should be required to put cold pills containing pseudoephedrine — the key ingredient for trailer-trash…

Letters

SNOW BUSINESS Commerce in church: “Sacred Hypocrisy” is a well-written column with a most poignant ending (John Dougherty, March 31). But you seem to miss the point that this is a sacred area — in effect, a church — for Native Americans. The fact that the Snowbowl ski area covers…

Derail Polygamy’s Money Train

The Arizona Legislature has the rare opportunity this session to strike a powerful blow to the heart of the fundamentalist Mormon polygamist cult that has dominated life in the isolated communities north of the Grand Canyon for more than 70 years. Lawmakers are debating legislation that would allow the state…

Behind the Green Door

It’s the witching hour at Sadisco, and the bisexual Brittany Murphy and I are watching a Victorian snuff-play done to throbbing industrial music that sounds like rusty steel grinding against broken glass. One by one, women dressed like Heather Graham’s whore buddies in From Hell are chased onto center stage…

Letters

READERS PEARCED OFF Founding Fathers would quake: I just read your article titled “Religious Wrong” (John Dougherty, March 17). I have to say that I have never been so offended by a piece of writing. It contains outright hatred for those who are trying to stand up for what they…

Shot At Redemption

Looking at him, you’d never know. The cocaine, the heroin, the meth, the whiskey. The days on end with no sleep, just one big roll after another, from one bar to the next with the pager going off at all hours and the hours themselves without meaning — time flies…

Sacred Hypocrisy

I consider myself an environmentalist. And I’ve long been a strong supporter of Native American rights. But in recent days I have become outraged over the astounding hypocrisy of both groups in their opposition to a proposal that would allow for a relatively small expansion of the Arizona Snowbowl. The…