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ROADS VS. TRANSIT
How about a revolution (best of both) instead?
D.J. Tice, perhaps gulled by commercials of sleek cars cruising empty highways, denies the crowded, frustrating reality of metro traffic (“The trouble with transit? Automobiles,” April 6). The liberating effect of American wheels ended 100 million Americans and $3.50 a gallon ago.
Tice, a marketplace romantic, ignores the public-subsidy aspect of the love affair. The expansion of the roadway grid has ended. Revenues are inadequate to maintain the roads we have, and every maintenance project diminishes available roadway.
As the horse could not have sustained our transportation needs through the 20th century, we are due for another revolution. There is a technology called personal rapid transit (PRT). Our civic leaders pretend to be logically impaired: We can’t back a revolution that’s never been tried! The reality is that corporate-toady Republicans and corporate-stooge Democrats can’t figure out how to graft private profit to this utility.
Mark Warner, Minneapolis
Outsource the ones that rake in the money
It’s encouraging that the idea of professionalizing college sports that I suggested on these pages in January of last year is beginning to take hold (“College sports as private enterprise? Just do it,” April 6). However, I believe that only revenue-producing college sports should be outsourced. It will be very hard to find entrepreneurs who want the rights to the golf team, for example. Complete outsourcing might lead to greatly reduced opportunities for the students who want both academics and athletics. The money obtained from outsourcing football, basketball and hockey could be used to support the remaining, non-revenue-producing athletic program, and universities would be freed to focus on their academic mission.
P.T. Magee, St. Paul
To me, those bonnets were an emblem of love
I read Aimee Blanchette’s comment about being “stuffed into nightmarish frilly dresses” in her “Beyond the bonnet” article (Variety, April 10) and wondered what sort of Easters she had to suffer through. I grew up in the ’60s, when the world was definitely changing. However, I recall the hours my mother spent sewing Easter dresses for my sister and me, how we watched and waited as each piece of lace and ruffle was sewn onto the dotted Swiss or linen fabric and as bows and ribbons were applied to our bonnets. I can still see my mother’s joy at the excitement my sister and I had as we put on our Easter outfits.
Perhaps the dresses Blanchette was forced to wear were nightmarish; for my sister and me, they were beautiful works of art that have become loving memories of our mother.
Sue Rohland, St. Paul
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