Letter: ‘Is ad revenue really that desperate?’

Worst biz-dev application we’ve received yet!

I get it that the Sun printed their April Fools edition three weeks early, but really: Heroes that collect rare and endangered abalone for questionable use in raising money, albeit for a good cause (“needy Marin students”); and Zeros “who should be castrated”?

And surely you jest in perpetuating the rantings of a lunatic [Dr. Harte] who would use his position as a “healer” and his “Jewishness” for wild and inappropriate insinuation directed at his detractors. Is ad revenue really that desperate?

Then we have an inspiring piece on the trials of Olivia Davis, a young singer/songwriter with cystic fibrosis, that unfortunately reads like a plug for her new CD.

Perhaps the publisher’s Page 2 plea for market managers/business developers to join the Sun staff gives us a clue.

Richard Wasserman, Point Arena and Mill Valley

Letter: ‘Brushing her teeth at the public restroom …’

Fluoride in the water not enough for some people …

It was a typical beautiful day in Sausalito, as the Golden Gate Transit number 10 bus made its way to its stop at the public restrooms on Bridgeway. The sun was sunning, the tourists were touristing (or whatever tourists do), the Kardashians were Kardashianing (or whatever the Kardashians do), the bikers were biking, the joggers were jogging and a backpacker was brushing her teeth at the public restroom drinking fountain.

Yes, another typical beautiful day—whoa, hold that last sentence. Now, I’m all for a conscientiously applied program of oral hygiene, regular professional care, see-your-dentist-twice-annually, no-snacking-between-meals regimen—but witnessing this teeth-shattering, jaw-dropping denture-loosening event had me gritting my you know what.

Kudos to the bus driver who admonished the young woman whose companion quickly gave him the brushoff, reasoning that water would wash everything away. Using that logic, I guess it would be OK to perform other bodily functions in the drinking fountain.

Given that there are lavatories in the public restrooms, wouldn’t that be the obvious place to brush your teeth? Now that’s something we would all lav to happen.

Bill, Mill Valley

Letter: ‘The Great American Meatout’

The meat shall inherit the girth

I do look forward to spring weather, green grass and flowers in bloom. The advent of spring is also a great opportunity to turn over a new leaf on our dietary habits. In fact, hundreds of communities welcome spring on March 20 with an observance of The Great American Meatout. Visitors are asked to go vegan, at least for the day, and to explore a healthy diet of vegetables, fresh fruits, legumes and grains.

This year’s 30th anniversary celebration of Meatout is particularly significant because of the massive shift in America’s eating habits. “Meatless Monday” has been making huge advances in public schools, universities, institutional cafeterias and restaurants. The 2015 Dietary Guidelines Advisory Committee is recommending reduced meat consumption. Stock market analysts are warning clients about the potential “death of meat.”

Almost 50 percent of the respondents in a special GlobalMeatNews poll said that they had actively reduced their meat consumption. Accordingly, per capita U.S. meat consumption has dropped by more than 10 percent since 2005.

Each of us can celebrate our own advent of spring on March 20 by checking out vegan foods in our local supermarket and vegan recipes on the Internet.

Patrick Sullivan, Mill Valley

Advice Goddess

by Amy Alkon

Q: My girlfriend has been hurt, cheated on and even ripped-off in past relationships, and I’m paying the price. If I don’t text back immediately, she is convinced I’m dumping her and flips out. If I’m busy, she thinks I’m with another girl or abandoning her. When I do something sweet, she thinks I’m trying to play her. All I want is to have a nice relationship with her. Am I fighting a losing battle, or can a little good from a caring, ethical guy allow a woman to let go of a lot of bad?—Optimist

A: A woman like your girlfriend, with a history of dating shady guys, can find the most inconsequential things suspicious, down to the way you drip creamer into your coffee—surely Morse code telling that pretty woman across the cafe that you want to have sex with her. You: “Uh … you mean the woman canoodling with her girlfriend in the ‘Keep Calm and Kiss Lesbians’ T-shirt?”

There are a few world-class deceivers out there, and it can be hard to see who they really are until you’re looking at a small pile of cracker crumbs where the money in your bank account used to be. But, typically, a woman who’s frequently chumped by bad guys is not just their victim; she’s her own. Repeat suckerization often comes out of low self-worth. But it almost always comes out of refusing to do the necessary homework—observing a potential partner’s behavior over time and seeing whether it matches up with the person they claim to be. Your girlfriend appears to favor a popular shortcut—cannonballing into a relationship and hoping things turn out okay. Until … whoops! He was just helping her best friend fix her sheets, and then the most amazing thing happened—all of his clothes fell off.

Considering that your girlfriend probably feels cruelly abandoned whenever you stop talking long enough to sneeze, lead with the reassurance that you love her and want to be with her. Then tell her it hurts your feelings that she doesn’t give you credit for who you’ve shown yourself to be—a loving boyfriend who’s given her no reason to believe he’d ever run some scam on her. Explain that for your relationship to make it, you need to see her working on her issues—in a therapist’s office and/or with a great reason-based self-help book, Dr. Albert Ellis’ A Guide to Rational Living (because her flip-outs are ultimately caused by her failing to apply reason).

Gently point out that just because she has a feeling—like jealousy or anxiety—she doesn’t have to act on it. Sure, in the moment, it’s easy to go straight to crazytown. Avoiding that takes preplanning. She needs to resolve to instead pull out the evidence—the spreadsheets of your prior behavior—and assess the likelihood that what you’re “picking up at the store” is actually just milk and not a 5’10” blonde. Give yourself a deadline to see some progress. Not necessarily miraculous change but some indication that she’s trying—and that you might someday be greeted with a kiss and a “How was your day?” instead of a gavel and a “How do you plead?”

Q: When I talked on the phone to a woman I met on a dating site, I told her I really like hiking, and she said she did, too, so I made our first date a hike. It was a really easy hike, but she complained the whole time, wore the wrong shoes and lagged behind. She finally admitted that she never hikes. It isn’t the first time this has happened. Why do women say they like hiking when they hate it and never do it?—Just Be Honest

A: Okay, so this woman’s idea of an invigorating nature trek is cutting across a grassy median to get to a shoe sale. Hiking is so easy to like in the abstract, on the phone—especially when you like hiking and the woman wants you to like her. She may even picture herself hiking—up a fake rock in Chanel shorts at a Vogue photo shoot—and believe that she could be into it. And then, when she feels a twinge of guilt for telling a fibby, she probably tells herself that once you fall for her, you’ll realize it’s a small price to pay that her feet don’t take kindly to parting company with pavement. The bottom line for you? Assume that anyone you meet—especially on the Internet—is lying about absolutely everything until proven otherwise. (Yeah, of course she enjoys seeing birds in formation—in valu-paks at the grocery store.)

Letter: ‘Have you been crippled with polio?’

Cozy, but there’s room for two

I guess Peter Holleran [“Here’s a Few Undeniable Realities,” March 13] was busy planning the next edition of his anti-vaccination Jihad when he claims to have read my letter describing the horrors of being crippled as a child with polio before the vaccine came out; his word “complacent” has no place being associated with my letter. Have you been crippled with polio, Holleran? Your fanaticism gives you the highest rating for insensitivity and bombast—step into my iron lung and we’ll chat.

Charlie Morgan, Marshall

Food & Drink: Wine and cheese, if you please

by Tanya Henry

It was on a trip to Vermont in the early 1990s when I fell madly and deeply in love with cheese. Visits to dairies, meeting cheesemakers and discovering flavors and textures that bore zero resemblance to the yellow, tasteless blocks sold on supermarket shelves had me convinced that I should never leave the Green Mountain State, and instead become a cheesemaker on a Vermont dairy farm. But alas I did return to California, and much to my relief, producers like Cowgirl Creamery in Point Reyes Station and Cypress Grove Chevre in Arcata, along with enthusiastic and knowledgeable cheesemongers, have only deepened my appreciation and yes, love for all things cheese.

SAY CHEESE Now is your chance! No need to fly to Vermont or France—California’s Artisan Cheese Festival is coming to us! Cheesemakers, cheesemongers, teachers, chefs and industry experts will converge from March 20-22 for farm tours, seminars, tastings and more. With more than two dozen cheesemakers participating, you will have the unique opportunity to sample a multitude of different styles and flavors of artisan cheeses all in one place. Don’t miss this experience—it just might change your life! The event will be hosted by the Sheraton Sonoma County Hotel in Petaluma. For more tickets and information, visit www.artisancheesefestival.com.

SAVOR SONOMA Say yes to the grape! Are you overdue for a wine-tasting trip to our famous nearby wine country? Join the fun at Savor Sonoma Valley on Saturday, March 21 through Sunday, March 22, from 11am to 4pm. Here’s how it works: You need to select one of the more than 20 participating wineries (members of the Heart of the Sonoma Valley Winery Association) as a “Check-In” winery. Once you select your proposed visits, you are on your way. Wineries will be showcasing 2014 vintage wines straight from the barrels, sampling new releases and offering award-winning wines paired with culinary creations prepared by local chefs and restaurants. Meet winemakers, go behind the scenes and enjoy creations from local artists while you listen to live music. Advance ticket sales and a $5 discount end on Friday, March 20 at 3pm. Tickets will also be available at the door of all participating wineries. For more information, visit www.heartofsonomavalley.com.

FAIRFAX IN THE FALL For as long as I can remember, the awkward strip at 2001 Sir Francis Drake Blvd. that was once a gas station has been boarded up and surrounded by a metal fence. But if things go as planned, Fairfax residents Brian Back and his wife Elizabeth hope to open The Station, a full-service, family-friendly cafè, in the fall of this year. They still need approval from the planning commission, but once they get a green light, plans for construction should begin in July. “We plan to cater to cyclists,” explains Brian, who says that the menu will include good coffee, healthy options and barbeque. The Backs’ plan to serve breakfast, lunch and dinner with plenty of outdoor seating in what he refers to as the “meadow,” sounds ambitious. But if it all pans out, The Station could become an oasis of calm amidst this busy intersection of traffic, cyclists and pedestrians. For more information, visit www.stationmarin.com.

Share your hunger pains with Tanya at th****@********un.com.

Letter: ‘I’m opposed to capital punishment …’

OK, but their last meal has to be Purina: Moist and Meaty

Sadly, we recently put our dog to sleep. Painless it appeared. Even though I’m opposed to capital punishment, if it has to happen, why not use what they use on dogs? Or how about an overdose of opiates, that would be pain free? Let’s think outside the box, people.

Carlo Gardin, Fairfax

Letter: ‘And I cannot believe it’s not on their conscience.’

‘What is the Sound of One Knuckle Cracking?’ A poem:

Chiropractic, what a scam,
The hallmark of the alt-med sham.
A magnetic healer and grocer by trade,
Cured his janitor, an adjustment he made.

His deafness, well, it just went away,
Even though the cervical vertebrae
Do not let pass the auditory nerve
But that didn’t stop Daniel Palmer’s verve.

And from this deed, a whole field grew,
Sucking money from quite a few.
But if you walk in and not reveal the pain,
You will walk out and it will be plain

That whatever you tell them, they will find,
And no, it’s not that it’s all in your mind.
But without your help while quite verbose
At the end, they cannot diagnose.

Then as the verbiage just keeps on subsisting
In the end you’re convinced of subluxations existing.
But lo and behold, they can never be seen,
In cadaver, or x-ray or MRI machine.

Their treatments, quite silly, are medically lacking,
Especially the vertebrae that they are cracking.
An adjustment they call it, and adjustments don’t linger.
It’s exactly the same as cracking your finger.

Then you are told of the regular need,
To come to the office, to fulfill their greed,
’Cause medicine does not care about health,
According to them, it’s all about wealth.

A functional concept, their words for this nonsense,
And I cannot believe it’s not on their conscience.

L.R. Waldman, San Rafael

Theater: The perils of love

by Charles Brousse

It all depends on expectations.

That’s my prediction of how audience members will feel when they exit The Barn Theatre after viewing Ross Valley Players’ current production of Ivan Turgenev’s classic 19th century comedy, A Month in the Country. If they accepted the widely held literary convention that the play strongly influenced Anton Chekhov’s series of self-styled “country comedies” that began to appear some 40 years later—and therefore was “Chekhovian” in tone—they probably will be disappointed. On the other hand, if they’re open to something quite different, Turgenev’s frothy dissertation on the perils of falling in love will be judged for what it is—a pleasant evening’s entertainment; no more, no less.

In my opinion, other than the fact that for both authors the action takes place on a rural Russian estate full of bored people who would rather be somewhere else, the comparison with Chekhov’s quintet of great plays is entirely spurious. Each of the latter contains references to pressing social, economic and political issues (the plight of the serfs, environmental degradation, threats to the aristocracy, etc.) then facing the nation. Equally important, Chekhov, a medical doctor himself, is at pains to explore the psychological motivation behind his characters’ sense of alienation.

Not so, Turgenev. Like Shakespeare in his lighter comedies and the librettos for Mozart and Rossini operas, he is content to ignore the outside world while skating along the surface of romantic relationships that often seem, in their absurdity, solely designed to elicit a comic response. Brien Friel’s 1992 adaptation that is being used by RVP for this production, with its contemporary idiom and typical Irish winks and nods, further adds to the feeling that the whole enterprise is being played for laughs.

That being the case, it’s easier to accept that director James Nelson has cast Shannon Veon Kase as Turgenev’s lively protagonist. Here’s the setup: It’s the 1840s, somewhere in the Russian hinterlands. Natalya Petrovna (Veon Kase) is the mistress of an estate owned by her considerably older husband, Arkady (Tom Hudgens)—a genial fellow, but not exactly a bedroom athlete. Bored to tears by the everyday routine, Natalya flirts outrageously with Mikhail Rakitin (Ben Ortega), a family friend who is smitten by her, and then falls madly in love with young Alexei Belyaev (Zach Stewart), who has come for “a month in the country,” tutoring her 6-year-old son. At first, unlikely as it may seem, Alexei returns her affections, but then complications arise when Natalya’s teenage foster-daughter Vera (Emily Ludlow) is also attracted to him.

How to choose, and what does this mean for other members of the household, all of whom have their own relationship issues to resolve?

Tension rises until the bright red walls of Ken Rowland’s handsome interior set can no longer contain it; there is a sudden burst—some residents leave, some stay—and the boring equilibrium is finally restored. Faced with finding 12 actors skilled enough to play period comedy (a real challenge for a community theater), director James Nelson was largely successful, particularly in the younger roles taken by Ben Ortega and Emily Ludlow, both of whom turn in well-grounded performances. More problematic is the casting of Veon Kase as Natalya. Make no mistake—with her booming voice and imposing physical presence, she’s a dominating figure on stage; but that can be both an asset and a distraction.

As he’s preparing to depart near the end of the play, Alexei ruefully observes, “All love is a catastrophe.” In the context of what we’ve just seen—and the bumpy real-life experience of the never-married Turgenev—it might be easy to agree.

Charles can be reached at cb******@*tt.net.

This week in the Pacific Sun

If you haven’t yet been offered a list of reasons to vaccinate yourself and your children, don’t fear: In this week’s issue, Sadja Greenwood and Steve Heilig present a personal and professional plea to convince you to stick with others to prevent disease. Peter Seidman explores a community vision plan for Strawberry, and Charles Brousse finds conflict and comedy in RVP’s production of ‘A Month in the Country.’ And if you’re on the hunt for wine and cheese this weekend, Tanya Henry has you covered with some delicious options. All that and more in this week’s Pacific Sun, available online and on stands today.

 

Letter: ‘Is ad revenue really that desperate?’

Worst biz-dev application we’ve received yet! I get it that the Sun printed their April Fools edition three weeks early, but really: Heroes that collect rare and endangered abalone for questionable use in raising money, albeit for a good cause (“needy Marin students”); and Zeros “who should be castrated”? And surely you jest in perpetuating the rantings of a lunatic ...

Letter: ‘Brushing her teeth at the public restroom …’

Fluoride in the water not enough for some people ... It was a typical beautiful day in Sausalito, as the Golden Gate Transit number 10 bus made its way to its stop at the public restrooms on Bridgeway. The sun was sunning, the tourists were touristing (or whatever tourists do), the Kardashians were Kardashianing (or whatever the Kardashians do), the...

Letter: ‘The Great American Meatout’

The meat shall inherit the girth I do look forward to spring weather, green grass and flowers in bloom. The advent of spring is also a great opportunity to turn over a new leaf on our dietary habits. In fact, hundreds of communities welcome spring on March 20 with an observance of The Great American Meatout. Visitors are asked to...

Advice Goddess

advice goddess
by Amy Alkon Q: My girlfriend has been hurt, cheated on and even ripped-off in past relationships, and I’m paying the price. If I don’t text back immediately, she is convinced I’m dumping her and flips out. If I’m busy, she thinks I’m with another girl or abandoning her. When I do something sweet, she thinks I’m trying to play...

Letter: ‘Have you been crippled with polio?’

Cozy, but there’s room for two I guess Peter Holleran was busy planning the next edition of his anti-vaccination Jihad when he claims to have read my letter describing the horrors of being crippled as a child with polio before the vaccine came out; his word “complacent” has no place being associated with my letter. Have you been crippled...

Food & Drink: Wine and cheese, if you please

by Tanya Henry It was on a trip to Vermont in the early 1990s when I fell madly and deeply in love with cheese. Visits to dairies, meeting cheesemakers and discovering flavors and textures that bore zero resemblance to the yellow, tasteless blocks sold on supermarket shelves had me convinced that I should never leave the Green Mountain State, and...

Letter: ‘I’m opposed to capital punishment …’

OK, but their last meal has to be Purina: Moist and Meaty Sadly, we recently put our dog to sleep. Painless it appeared. Even though I’m opposed to capital punishment, if it has to happen, why not use what they use on dogs? Or how about an overdose of opiates, that would be pain free? Let’s think outside the box,...

Letter: ‘And I cannot believe it’s not on their conscience.’

‘What is the Sound of One Knuckle Cracking?’ A poem: Chiropractic, what a scam, The hallmark of the alt-med sham. A magnetic healer and grocer by trade, Cured his janitor, an adjustment he made. His deafness, well, it just went away, Even though the cervical vertebrae Do not let pass the auditory nerve But that didn’t stop Daniel Palmer’s verve. And from this deed, a whole field grew, Sucking...

Theater: The perils of love

by Charles Brousse It all depends on expectations. That’s my prediction of how audience members will feel when they exit The Barn Theatre after viewing Ross Valley Players’ current production of Ivan Turgenev’s classic 19th century comedy, A Month in the Country. If they accepted the widely held literary convention that the play strongly influenced Anton Chekhov’s series of self-styled “country...

This week in the Pacific Sun

If you haven’t yet been offered a list of reasons to vaccinate yourself and your children, don’t fear: In this week’s issue, Sadja Greenwood and Steve Heilig present a personal and professional plea to convince you to stick with others to prevent disease. Peter Seidman explores a community vision plan for Strawberry, and Charles Brousse finds conflict and comedy...
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