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March 03, 1985

Regarding John M. Wilson's article on the cultural boycott of South Africa ("Conflict of Conscience," Feb. 24), Joe McCarthy lives!

He may call himself Victor Gbeho of Ghana, and his United Nations hit-men a "unit," but his aim is the same. All of us who remember what happened in Hollywood during the McCarthy era remember the tragic losses to the industry and to the public. If we do not take a stand now , where will it stop?

I am embarrassed for the people who "recanted." Of course, apartheid is repugnant. But curtailment of freedom, in the name of freedom, is equally so. If Gbeho, his "unit," and his victims cannot see this, I fear we are on the brink of a new McCarthyism, this time on an international scale.

What philosophy will be next? To paraphrase, "Today South Africa, tomorrow, the world!"



More letters on the cultural boycott of South Africa are on Page 76. IN GOOD TIME

Dan Sullivan gave "Inadmissible Evidence" and Ian McShane's performance unqualified raves (" 'Inadmissible Evidence' at the Matrix Theatre," Feb. 18) and yet the play was not listed as a Best Bet in the Stage Listings. What does it take to become a Best Bet.


San Diego

At least a week. See Page 40.


An open letter to Abby Mann:

Your recent made-for-money--'scuse me, made-for- TV production--on the Atlanta murders characterized all Atlanta officials as incompetent, super image-conscious boobs with phony, hokey, pseudo-Southern drawls, y'all.

Equally hokey and contrived were the sight gags of framing pore ol' Wayne with church crosses and pictures of Jesus. But I'm sure that was merely coincidental--after all, you did intend to be objective and show a balanced version of the case, didn't you?

I just can't believe that a big-shot Hollywood writer/producer would intentionally mis-slant a story just to create a lot of hoorah, which usually equates to money.

But on the other hand, it's equally hard to swallow that you really believe all that garbage, because the man who created "Kojak" wouldn't be such a bloomin' idiot. . . .

You really shouldn't shatter the image of Tinseltown for all us red-neck clucks like that y' hear!? 'Come see us, Bubba, and we'll explain the case to you; we'll even talk real slow so you can get it all down.


Atlanta, Ga.


I am simply too appalled for words. Initially, I was thrilled with the Feb. 24 Calendar and its uncharacteristically serious cover story--hoorah, no T&A.

But then imagine my dismay upon reading Peter Sellars' cruel slur against sea slugs ("Sellars: Laughing All the Way to a National Theater," by Penny Pagano). Not only that, but Nancy West of Santa Monica took my "classic" first name for her "little dog" (Calendar Letters).

I am terribly offended.

P.S. I carry the Sunday paper with my hands.


Santa Barbara


The list of recording artists contributing their time and talents to the starvation crisis is impressive and wonderful to see.

But I'd like to point out a singer who was ignored by the press when he was alive--Harry Chapin. He did far more than dedicate a few hours or even a few months to fight world hunger. He dedicated his entire life. All the money from over half his concerts went directly to the battle that now has become so popular to enlist in.

He personally lobbied in the White House. His face and his dedication was so common to politicians up on the hill that when he died, Congress stood and gave him two minutes of silence.

He didn't wait for famines to arrive. He saw them coming and tried everything he could to prevent it. He made a few million in his career, yet didn't keep enough money to buy himself a new car.

I'm not taking anything away from the pop singers of today. They deserve all the praise they are getting. But let's not forget the man who fought the tragedy of world hunger with his music for his entire life.

If Harry Chapin's soul can see what the music world is doing, I'm sure he must be smiling.




Regarding the review of Eddie and the Subtitles' "Dead Drunks Don't Dance" LP (L.A. Sound, by Craig Lee, Feb. 24), we did not try to "glamorize the desperate romance and pathos of junkies."

Quite the opposite. This record is obviously anti-drugs and anti "the glamorization of drugs." We also don't appreciate The Times labeling our habits as drug-related.

Personally, I don't take drugs but I do confess to habitually being subjected to the musical/sociological sensibilities of the L.A. Times music critics.

Fortunately, that's a habit anyone can break.




William Relling should go back and look at that sixth-grade grammar he refers to in his letter (Calendar Letters, Feb. 24).

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