Noisy revival failed to roust drug dealers
When I first heard of the drugs "going out of business" event I was delighted. A large pot of coffee was on to cheer on my neighbors. I was ready to join them in this symbolic protest against drugs.
Little did I know that this was planned as a raucous revival meeting on a public street corner (Broadway and Pratt Street) lasting until midnight, by people mostly not even from the neighborhood.
The blasting of horns by passing party-makers joining in the bedlam did not help in soothing the frazzled nerves of sleeping, hard-working folk. We almost wished we had the drug dealers back.
Nothing was accomplished beyond earning the ire of an entire neighborhood and most likely the snickers of amusement and contempt of the drug dealers who probably simply crept into more peaceful surroundings to do business.
I imagine a certain amount of personal gratification was gained ,, by a handful of these savers of souls, but there is a time and place for those wishing to avail themselves of spiritual titillation, such as a tent in an empty field or a soundproof church.
Next year, I hope to join my neighbors in a more civilized celebration of drugs going out of business.
The coffee pot will be on again.
Nicholas A. Angelozzi
I would be the first to defend a person's right to practice his religion. However, the rest of society has a right to be protected against those who insist on sharing their religion with us against our will.
Last Friday's demonstration on the corner of Broadway and Pratt Street was nothing more than a rowdy revival meeting. I lost a whole night's sleep.
Ten minutes after they left, at 12:10 a.m., the prostitutes were back on station. No drug dealers were observed. No drug dealers were observed before the demonstration either.
I'm writing about the article on Mary Pat Clarke finding a drug treatment program for an addict while Mayor Kurt Schmoke spoke at a conference on drug policies inside the Harbor Court Hotel (The Evening Sun, Nov. 23). The political ploy of Ms. Clarke as a doer and Mayor Schmoke as a talker was obvious.
I have never taken an illegal drug, but I have lived in this city for more than 30 years and have worked for it as a volunteer for many years.
I am one of approximately 150 employees soon to be transferred from a Union Memorial Hospital contract to city employment.
Though all of us are to remain in our respective positions, we will lose all our seniority, sick leave and vacation time (to be paid out) and other benefits too lengthy to mention here.
All have been working for the good health of Baltimore City residents under less than favorable conditions. Yet we have been treated as dirt (sorry, but no one could think of a better word to describe our feelings) from Baltimore City's personnel department and some members of the Health Department's administration.
Ms. Clarke made a few phone calls to help one person find a drug treatment program, making the present mayor look bad.
She will have to do better than that to get my vote. I want to see how she and/or Mayor Schmoke handle a problem such as ours, which she and the City Council have known about for months and done nothing to solve.
Unfortunately, doing the right thing by the dedicated medical professionals in the Health Department who have been "working for the city" will not grab headlines. We will be ignored, I am sure.
And if your results are as I suspect, the census statistics in the future will show that at least one more city resident and home owner took flight to the county.
Dale S. Leeper
It is apparently Anna Quindlen's calculation that by writing a Sinead O'Connoresque attack on the Catholic Church ("Authentic Catholics," Nov. 22) in the midst of a wave of sexual conduct allegations, her assertions will carry more weight.
Not so. While the church, admittedly an organization of human beings, has its problems, it is nonetheless an institution which aspires to set standards by which to live.
Ms. Quindlen's complaints are so typical of a culture which prefers to reject absolute standards in favor of individual ethics that are often developed in a vacuum.
She, like so many others, fails to understand that the purpose of religious dogma is to condemn sins and not sinners.
Her characterization of the church as a non-inclusive, hypocritical, "big-daddy" group of men who do not appreciate their members' personal relationships with God is intensely offensive.
By refusing to acknowledge Catholics for Free Choice, the church is merely rejecting any bastardization of what it holds most dear -- an abiding reverence for human life.
Maryanne B. Budnichuk
Having attended the Public Service Commission's hearing on Nov. 24 on the Baltimore Gas and Electric Company's "non-utility businesses," I would like to commend staff writer Ross Hetrick for his very factual and accurate reporting on it, Nov. 25.
Also, the hearing was well covered by Channel 2. The hundreds of members of the Maryland Alliance for Fair Competition join me in this assessment.
!Clarence L. Rudolf Jr.
A homage to Joe DiMaggio on his birthday (Nov. 25):
Saw Joe DiMaggio play at Yankee Stadium in 1936, his rookie year, at 22. It was a real treat to watch his fielding and hitting.
Again in 1942, service bound, at 28. In his prime, and a fielding gazelle.
After the war, Joe returned and in 1946, at 32, still galloping and hitting well.
But in 1951, at 37, Joe retired due to many injuries that plagued him for some time.
A Hall of Famer and a baseball legend. The old will remember, the young will read.
The Yankee Clipper, now 79, still in favorably good health, and still in the public eye.
His 56-game hitting record will eventually be broken, by whom or when only time will tell. All records are made to be broken, and Joe Di would like very much to see that happen.
Happy birthday, Joe.
Joseph T. Kasprzak