Love And Hate Mail 

Blaze of glory Nice to see Mr. Hinton give a slice of Nashville’s graffiti history (“Nuisance Art,” Sept. 28). We are, after all, a creative city. Sorry to read Blaze has hung up his spray cans, as he was certainly one of Music City’s greatest. In 1996, I commissioned him to paint a huge mural in my kitchen at Jack Russell’s in Franklin, when I was building out the old Battlewood Pharmacy. I had discovered a most incredible mural off Lafayette Street, around the corner from Chromatics, and found out it was a Blaze creation. I finally tracked him down. (He was out of state, working on another project.) When he returned, he did a breathtaking mural—incorporating our dog’s-head logo against an urban galactic mix of planets and asteroids. He said my last name (Moon) had given him inspiration. It gave that kitchen the atmosphere I wanted: fun, creative, funky and happy. No Hell’s Kitchen, no Chef Ramsey! My kitchen staff and I worked in front of Blaze’s creativity for 60-70 hours a week for five years. Unfortunately, we had to buff it when we moved to Green Hills. Everyone lamented that we didn’t have it out in the restaurant, but it would have been way out of character. But customers knew of this gem, and would often take their kids and peak into our kitchen. Those spray cans had come a long way from the railroad bridge on Hogan Road! Tony Moon (Franklin) Art school With regard to the “Nuisance Art” cover story (Sept. 28), I’m sure that you will receive numerous letters from upset citizens, all of whom will hound you about tacitly promoting graffiti, trespassing and the destruction of property. This is not one of them. I fully support street art and the character it can add to our culturally lacking city—that is, if the scene is mature enough to demand that respect based on its artistic merits. And, conversely, if the public at large has a better understanding and appreciation of street art. I think that’s what Hinton was attempting. Respect from peers is one thing, but the acceptance and understanding of the uninformed is hard to come by. Graffiti won’t be appreciated in this town until it matures, but it won’t mature until its writers do. From lessons learned myself as a writer in Nashville during the ’90s, I can say this with a fair amount of certainty: seeing your name everywhere is great. Wonderful. You know your name. We all do. Now that you have our attention, say something meaningful. Do something different. Make us think. M. Hrabovsky (Nashville) Tonight’s Top 10 It is obvious that the Gees at Vanderbilt University are wildly popular (“Off Limits,” Sept. 28). Nonetheless, the recent disclosure about their spending and social habits begs for a David Letterman-style Top 10 list: 10. Vanderbilt: A new twist on higher education 9. Braeburn: Scottish word meaning a Belle Meade house of hemp 8. Busted? Call 1-800-MENIERE’S 7. So just who is that “on the city’s western border reared against the sky”? (Alma mater) 6. Vanderbilt: Apparently the tuition is not the only thing that’s high. 5. The VU Game of Clue: Mrs. Gee did it in the conservatory with rope. 4. Constance: she didn’t inhale! 3. Vanderbilt: He’s got the cash, she’s got the stash 2. Chancellorships for Fun and Profit, by Gordon Gee 1. Vanderbilt University: GEES GONE WILD L.E. Atkins (Nashville) State of denial As president/co-founder of the Social Security Disability Coalition, an organization made up of thousands of Social Security Disability claimants and recipients from all over the nation, I was very pleased to read your cover story “Denied” (Sept. 21). After personally losing all my life savings, pension money and catching the DDS office in my state in fraudulent practices to deny my disability claim, I could totally relate to the pain and frustration of the people in Tennessee. As a result of my experience, I have authored the Social Security Disability Reform Petition to let our elected officials know about this serious, shameful crisis. Nobody thinks this could ever happen to them, yet disease, tragedy and death don’t discriminate on the basis of age, sex, race, education or political party. They can strike at any time without warning, and anyone could be one step away from having to face the same scenario as the people in that story. I urge you to do a comprehensive follow-up, as there is much more that needs to be exposed. My organization is proud to help the citizens of Tennessee, and every other state in this nation, get the crucial Social Security Disability benefits they need. Linda Fullerton President/co-founder of the Social Security Disability Coalition (Rochester, N.Y.) System failure On behalf of our organization, Compassion In Action-USA, and our clients, I would like to thank Sarah Kelley for a very well written article, “Denied” (Sept. 21). We are a nonprofit in California that assists clients like those in your article—seriously ill, without proper medical care and medication, nearly homeless or homeless and, worst of all, without hope of any change in their situation in the near future. They have all been denied Social Security Disability benefits. I have sat in the offices of DDS examiners and watched the doctors arrive two hours late and then do “complete psychiatric exams” in five minutes, taking several minutes before calling the next name, seeing over 10 claimants in 90 minutes. This is a national disgrace and a disaster for those applying for benefits. Our website,, includes the testimonials of clients we have represented in California and other states. Although Tennessee may have the lowest rate of approval, this same abusive system exists in all 50 states. Articles like yours need to appear in newspapers throughout this country. We must put a light on this disaster. Barbara Case Compassion In Action-USA (San Dimas, Calif.) Dr. Feel OK? I am writing in response to the articles “Dr. Feel Bad” (Aug. 24) and “Dr. Feel Worse” (Sept. 21). It is so irritating to read stories about Dr. Feldman like the ones in recent weeks. I understand that people have come forth and given “stories” and “instances” in which he has been inappropriate, but to write two stories on this man? I am a patient of Feldman and his plan is the only one that has worked for me. I am a young female and know when a man is hitting on me or not. He has complimented me but didn’t make a comment like other doctors of mine have. So he is a sex addict? What male isn’t? And who knows what other doctors are or are not? That is his personal life and he should get treatment, but it is not our business to blow it up. We need to focus on the fact that he is helping people who did not think they had a lot of hope. He is nothing but a diet doctor now, and none of the rooms are private at his practice. He certainly doesn’t just “give out” prescriptions either. People want an easy way out when they are overweight. Women in general hope for a “miracle diet pill.” The diet is more than that, and people won’t lose weight on the pill alone. Every door is open with people buzzing around constantly. The only thing that truly needs to be changed is the fact that he finds girls in random places to model for him and he takes the pictures himself. I know I would certainly not do anything unless it was a credited photographer. People need to lay off this man because he has helped me not only lose weight, but feel healthier. I know I am not the only one. Schuylar Goad (Nashville) Wrestling 101 Loved Rob Nelson’s review of Half Nelson (“To Sir With Crack,” Sept. 28). But at the end he notes that the aforementioned wrestling move is designed to “use an opponent’s strength against him.” Wrong! A half nelson is when you loop your arm under your opponent’s armpit and over their neck in order to turn them onto their back. The principle of leverage is that where their head goes, their body will follow. I think that changes Mr. Nelson’s metaphor. Adam Ross (Nashville) Conflicted soul Michael McCall credits Solomon Burke with illuminating the “differences between soul and country” (“King Solomon’s New Mine,” Sept. 21) when Burke “stretches out the word ‘whenever’ ” in his cover of Tom T. Hall’s “That’s How I Got to Memphis.” One problem: the word “whenever” does not appear in the lyric. Whenever? Whatever.... Stacy Harris (Nashville)


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