I am a medical doctor and legal resident in this country, a Peruvian national, so I know the best of two worlds. I agree that the illegal Mexican national and the legal sheriff's deputy should be punished.

As for the two helicopters that crashed, guess what? The suspect in that pursuit is a U.S. citizen. Remember, a criminal can be white, red, yellow, black, or green.
Napoleon Callirgos, via the Internet

Sorry, your math doesnít compute: Yeah, I know, controversy sells, but the problem with your approach is that people are dumb. They are swayed by liberal BS. The fact is, illegal aliens have committed one crime already. In a ridiculously large number of instances, they go on to commit more.

How many times have we all seen the text or dialogue of: "The suspect was Hispanic between the ages of 18-25"? If one goes with the estimates of 10 to 12 million illegal aliens in this country, most being Hispanic, then how many of these crimes are perpetrated by illegal alien Hispanics? Geez, do the math. You know what? Usually, it's just that simple!
Kirk Rundle, Gilbert

Name-calling never works: Sarah Fenske, you're an idiot! How can you attempt to turn this tragedy into something it wasn't! Your little illegal buddy was at fault; he was the criminal. He instigated all of it. The SOB should have been the one killed!
Steven Terrell Sr., via the Internet


Blind to the reality?: I just had to offer a comment on "Men Behaving Badly" (Sarah Fenske, July 19) and on a couple of the letters in a subsequent issue, in which readers are appalled that men would want to be left alone in their own bar at a country club ("Ol' Boys' Club," July 26).

Are these women blind to the reality that there are far more female-only places in this country these days than male-only? As for letter-writer Carol Walker, she's obviously the kind of woman men at the Phoenix Country Club are trying to avoid. You know, the kind who has to have her ass kissed 24/7 or there'll be trouble.
Terry Scott, Phoenix

Woman sickened by women: I am a 49-year-old female, and I'm sickened at times by the actions of women in the name of "equal rights." Give me a break, ladies! Go form your own club and leave the men's club as it is. There is nothing wrong with men and women having their own separate places to socialize. Jeez, when will this stop?!
Sue Ashe, Mesa


Now that song is stuck in our heads, too: Excellent story by Robrt L. Pela on The 'Slope ("Sunnyslopetopia," July 26). At Nexus Publishing, we gave Sunnyslope three stars out of five in Where to Live in Phoenix & the Valley of the Sun. As Pela so thoroughly reported, there's a lot to love in Sunnyslope. The 'Slope's schools, character, natural beauty, convenience, and affordability all contributed to its ranking in our book.

Remember how the "Sunnyslope Song" by former City Councilwoman Edna McEwen Ellis goes? "On the sun-baked desert/Where you lose your ills/Throw away crutches and/Your doctor's pills/Let the sun shine in/Forget about those ills/You're now in Sunnyslope."
Scott C. Seckel, Phoenix

Itís true; life without wine bars is nothing: Wow, I sure am glad I moved into Sunnyslope 11 years ago, before I realized that my neighbors were Hell's Angels running meth labs! But I'm glad I don't have to face the terrible and scary experience of "crossing over the canal" because, hey, I'm already here.

My own meth lab hasn't been doing so well. Perhaps because my neighbors (a retired postman, a remodeling contractor, an air-conditioning mechanic, a tile crew lead, a retired computer programmer and a just-starting-out lawyer) are just too busy to help me out. So I turned to the kids, but dammit, all of them are in school! What a useless bunch! Why do you need school when you can run meth labs?

Seriously, I'd like to request from the New Times a list of its excursions into working-class neighborhoods like Sunnyslope. Was a similar lack of connection demonstrated in those articles?

Can it be true that life without wine bars isn't worthy of recording anywhere but a police blotter? But please come back! We need another article to keep the crooked mortgage lenders, junk bond brokers and unscrupulous plastic surgeons from creeping in. Artists are welcome and artists with pretensions will be tolerated, but please stay inside your gates and curb your whippets.
Jill Ginsburg, Phoenix

She definitely knows the Sunnyslope song: I've never had the urge to write to someone at New Times or, I suppose, had the emotions to feel the need. However, after finishing up your story, I felt compelled.

This morning, I went to work like I do every other workday and went to the corner store in the building across from us to get my morning jolt of caffeine. I saw a gentleman open the New Times dispenser, and I thought "I don't have anything to do at work today, so I'll grab myself a New Times." Then I saw the cover, and felt a little, warm fuzzy emerge deep within my gut.

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