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Episode 92

No Place to Hide Cameras and celebrities aren’t the only things flashing in this suspenseful novel about Cannes

Go, Cat, Go Jerry Naylor remembers his rockabilly roots

Words of the Week

Inclement Bob Black leaders warn Clement attacks may backfire in the mayoral runoff

Pride and Prejudice From rear-windshield decals to anti-immigrant paranoia

Suspect Behavior

Six Feet Under Nashville’s cemeteries tell us as much about the living as they do about the dead

 

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Cross to bare

“Naked Before God” was a splendid article (Aug. 2). Its author, Elizabeth Ulrich, goes into things that most such articles never go near. She lets the players speak for themselves and be their own characters in the narrative of the event.

The one problem—which is not hers—is that Christian nudists may make the same error as others: mistaking the Bible for Christianity. Although it is happily impossible to take the Bible literally, and the religion is far more than the book, at least nudists who examine it have a more open mind than those who use the Bible to enforce their unhealthy prejudice against the naked human body.

Regardless, I have never seen such a fine article on nudity and Christianity in a general interest paper. Bravo!

PAUL RAPOPORT
Editor, Going Natural/Au Naturel
editor@fcn.ca (Ancaster, Canada)

Reading and writing checks

Thank you, Nashville Scene, for giving me and hopefully other book lovers a push from our tome-laden sofas (“Written Off,” Aug. 2). I’ve faithfully attended the literary feast of the Southern Festival of Books since my return to Nashville 14 years ago. Unfortunately, I’ve only given about five bucks per weekend visit, inadequately expressing my gratitude.

I’m rallying all book lovers and supporters of this festival to follow suit and donate (I am at this writing) to Humanities Tennessee (humanitiestennessee.org). Donations of $35 and up will help the festival, and every bit does count.

We have been blessed and spoiled—perhaps rotten to the point of lacking appreciation and hence support—by this annual convergence of literary voices in our city and state. It is thrilling to hear poets, novelists, essayists and more talk candidly about their books, to shake their hands and to commune with other people who live and breathe literature. It is inspiring, nourishing and fun. Let’s not lose this gift. Please show your support. Corporate Nashville, that means you, too!

LEISA A. HAMMETT
lahammett@comcast.net (Nashville)

Nothing special

The problem with the Southern Festival of Books is that it stopped being Southern (“Written Off,” Aug. 2). That, plus the decision to scrap the antiquarian book fair associated with it for years, made it just like any other literary festival anywhere else.

BOB HOLLADAY
senor100@earthlink.net (Tallahassee, Fla.)

They were all Deep Throat

I thoroughly enjoyed Jeff Woods’ compilation of famous quotes from the recent campaign (“Misty Memories,” Aug. 2). Or was that “The Fabricator” column for the week? With so many unidentified or anonymous quotations, it’s impossible to know whether the statements are true or a figment of Mr. Woods’ imagination. I’m not calling Mr. Woods a liar, but shouldn’t the Scene adhere to a stricter standard of reporting than The Tennessean?

MATT FOSTER
matt.foster@h3gm.com (Nashville)

Move over, June Cleaver

Here’s a positive vote for Lindsay Ferrier (“Suburban Turmoil,” Aug. 2). I quite agree with you, Lindsay. I am a stay-at-home mom. I home school by choice, I run a lucrative jazz band, a publishing company and an indie record label, I help my husband run his tree business, I enjoy cooking for my family and friends, I keep a clean house, and I seize the leisurely opportunity of swimming 50 laps three times a week and bicycling 15 miles two times a week so that my handsome, sweet husband can attest that his sexy, stay-at-home wife is, indeed, a pleasure to come home to. Who’s complaining? Certainly not us!

KAREN JOHNS
1234@KarenJohns.com (Franklin)

Funny ’cause it’s true

In response to Mr. David Friedlander’s YASNI entry on page 32 (“Your neighbor tells you he ‘Jewed ’em down’ to get a good deal”), I want you, the editors, to know how appalled, disgusted and disappointed I am to find that you and your staff not only seem to have found this worthy of making the final cut of entries, but had the chutzpah to waste ink on it in the final edit.

This is the image you want to portray and promote as the “alternative paper” of what you’d like to consider a progressive city?

SHERI SWANSON
sheri@inkplot.net (Nashville)

Correction

In last week’s article about the 48 Hour Film Project (“Nashville, Je T’aime”), we misidentified the leader of team ilovebetty. His name is Joel Wilson. Also, an editing error inserted the wrong place for the kickoff event, which was held at JJ’s Market.