By Ray Stern
By Ray Stern
By New Times
By Amy Silverman
By Stephen Lemons
By Stephen Lemons
By Monica Alonzo
By Chris Parker
We have been able to identify only one of our alumni as an octogenarian. Our membership is open to all ages and all ethnic groups. Presently the annual membership is only $10.
The period from 1945 to 1954, we call the Principal W.A. Robinson era. Robinson was a real visionary and an advocate for students. He insisted on and secured quality supplies, materials, equipment and building additions. He was also able to get employed teachers with master's degrees, from around the nation, and even before the Phoenix Union High School District made this a requirement. We have been able to locate 12 of these teachers, most are active with us, ten residing in Phoenix, who are proud of their students and their participation in providing them quality education.
I am a Carver alumnus and was employed as school accountant from 1949 to 1954 and know firsthand about the quality education provided the students during this time period.
Calvin C. Goode,
Phoenix Monarchs Alumni Association
of Arizona, Phoenix
My Sweet Lord
I'd like to respond to David Holthouse's column (Coda, June 20) from the perspective of a "born againer" (whose underwear is twist-free, thanks very much). No, this isn't a diatribe about how "bad" heavy metal is. I was just curious: Does Holthouse honestly believe that all the Satanism in this music is just an act, presumably designed just to "freak out conservative Christians" like myself? If so, he needs to pull his head out of the quicksand.
Satanism is growing at an alarming rate--along with ritual child abuse and human sacrifice. The connection to heavy-metal music is undeniable--to anyone who isn't in total denial. No, I'm not saying heavy-metal music is the sole reason. Nor am I saying that anyone who listens to it will suddenly become a psycho-killer. What I am saying is, ". . . as a man thinketh in his heart, so is he." What one is constantly filling one's mind with molds one's behavior. Continuous images in one's mind of violence, murder, rape and blood are hardly conducive to healthy behavior. (Even if those who produced the input were "only kidding.")
This has gone way beyond backward-masking and pentagrams on album covers when groups such as Morbid Angel have audiences chanting "Blaspheme the Holy Ghost," (the only sin that is unforgivable). These guys are for real and they're playing for keeps. That's their choice, of course. As well as Holthouse's choice to write about it. But, at least, be honest with readers, please.
I was a teenage metal head myself, living on a steady diet of Sabbath, Zeppelin and Alice (I owned some of the albums Holthouse mentioned). I'm not judging the writer, nor am I blaming all of society's problems on heavy-metal music, and those who promote it. But I learned that that lifestyle just didn't cut it. There had to be more. It took all these years (38 actually) to find that the only thing that truly satisfies is knowing Jesus Christ and having a relationship with Him.
I would like to respond to Amy Silverman's article about Mike Berch ("The Smutty Professor," June 20). I believe the article was valuable, but I also believe it may have misled some readers to believe that the heroic investigative reporter uncovered some sort of code-of-silence conspiracy at Arizona State University's College of Law.
Before the trolley party, during one of Berch's fall-semester lectures, I remember that he admitted that he has a problem with alcohol and had previously been accused of sexual harassment.
I don't believe the administration should be compelled to make a public statement about Berch's behavior, any more than "Jane" should be compelled to publicly reveal her identity or describe her experience. The administrators are, albeit in a more abstract way, also victims.
It is a problem that Berch has returned and is teaching. However, "Jane's" statement that she is not afraid of him seems to indicate that she, at least, believes she is in a secure environment. I am not as confident as "Jane," and I am afraid of Berch. However, I am confident that if I needed to take a Berch class as independent study, I would be able to find a sponsor among the faculty.
I read Amy Silverman's piece about ASU law professor Michael Berch. No one condones Professor Berch's conduct. Still, his former students and others who know him confirm Berch's skilled teaching, good heart and deep concern for his students.
Shawn K. Aiken
I was very impressed with Marshall W. Mason's astute review of Shakespeare for My Father ("The Pater Principle," June 20). It contrasted sharply with the negative review in the morning daily, which apparently was assigned to someone with no affinity for Shakespeare or much regard for the Redgrave theatrical dynasty. Unfortunately, the latter review was the only one widely seen early in the play's run, and probably turned off many people who might have been as entranced and enlightened by the performance as I was.