This week readers went back to school, chastised the mayor, said a tearful farewell to Ian Karmel, and started getting excited about the Mercury's upcoming first annual Chili Jamboree! All is well on the letters page.
—First up, the opinions came out about the schools we profiled in our Back to School Issue. Laylow was pleased to solve the mystery of the young smarty pantses at his local cafe discussing religious vision questing in Greek, Aramaic, and Hebrew (Multnomah University), while Will piped in to opine that "Naturopathy is pseudoscientific, harmful crap" (the National College of Natural Medicine), and Jonathan is pessimistic about career options for graduates of local art institutions (Pacific Northwest College of Art).
—Meanwhile, Mayor Hales' fancy footwork regarding the homeless, city hall food cart pods, and the sudden materialization of money for services did not go over well with Rob at all, who called him a "professional liar." Ya burnt.
—torkful gives Ian Karmel a send-off to LA by, I think, vaguely threatening that if he doesn't pimp himself out sexually he won't get far? At least that's how I interpret the characterization of a place as "an involuntary-sexual-relation-based economy." Ew. By the way, Alison took this moment of parting this week to remind you that the comedy scene here doesn't end with Karmel's residency.
—Graham would like to get on the list for the Mercury's first annual Chili Jamboree, a chili-cookin' contest between some of the city's best chefs combined with live music from (good) country bands like Lucero. Wouldn't anyone?
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