Letters From the Week of September 4

Martin, August 21

I find it amazing that big development companies can take safe, clean homes and property in the name of blight — with a city’s help, for its own profit — but the city cannot get the actual blighted properties owned by Deutsche Bank taken care of. I am confused.

Jeremy Yazell, Kansas City, Missouri

Feature: “Morrison’s Mistress,” August 21

As a tax-paying resident of Johnson County, I bitterly resent the huge amount of public funds wasted by the morally corrupt activity conducted within the Johnson County District Attorney’s Office. Didn’t anyone question what took a part-time secretary earning $8.19 an hour to being in charge of everyone in the District Attorney’s Office and earning over $90,000 a year? Would someone please tell me what qualified her for this job? Shame on Paul Morrison for allowing his wife to select the director of administration. Shame on him for allowing his penis to destroy his promising future and altering the lives of so many others. Shame on those who let the unacceptable behavior of a tasteless tart go unreported for years. Shame on Phill Kline for ignoring the early reports of her behavior. Are we expected to believe that he never heard a whisper of gossip about “Wonder Woman” and her romps with Paul Morrison? Was he really so unaware, or was he using Carter for information to clean house and bring down Morrison? Either way, he has no excuse. It reads like really bad pulp fiction. All Johnson County employees should be required to attend Equal Employment Opportunity Commission and ethics training, and I hope steps have been taken by the county to ensure this is never repeated. We cannot afford it.

Jean Gray, Olathe

Justin Kendall’s article on the Paul Morrison and Linda Carter affair proves the adage right: “When a gal gives a guy a smile and a wiggle and a giggle and a wink … he better stop and think.”

Name withheld by request

Wow, after reading this, I’ve decided the only person crazier than “Wonder Woman” is Paul Morrison’s wife — for staying with him! Who says money can’t buy love? Can it buy self-respect or dignity?

Name withheld by request

Stage, August 28

Alan Scherstuhl’s review of The Pajama Game was Musical Theater Heritage’s first review ever, in five years of producing shows in Kansas City. We will never forget you for it. Thank you.

Chad Gerlt, Kansas City, Missouri

Café, August 21

I moved to Kansas City from New York City two years ago and have been trying to convince myself (and have almost succeeded) that KC is not the wasteland that the rest of the country perceives it to be. Then I read the local rag only to find a review on a crappy restaurant in a Bass Pro Shop. And I call BS on the “barbarism” Charles Ferruzza says he witnessed in New York. Never happened. And he obviously has not actually spent time in that cultured city. Oh, yeah, I grew up in Florida, and the references made by this restaurant’s décor to the actual Gulf Coast are pathetic. Ferruzza should try really visiting another region of the country or at least eating at the few great places KC has to offer. This article was insulting, and The Pitch should be ashamed. Who eats at a Bass Pro Shop?

Name withheld upon request

Charles Ferruzza responds: I agree that New York City has a great deal of culture. I lived there briefly in the early 1980s and visited frequently — sometimes monthly — for my previous job. And yes, the shocking event I witnessed in the spring of 1986, when I saw two people step on, not over, an unconscious homeless person in order to walk into a restaurant, most assuredly happened. My dining companion, who was living in New York City at the time, was so jaded, she thought I was overreacting. I also lived on the Gulf Coast of Florida in 1981, so the region is quite familiar to me. As for dining at the Bass Pro Shop: It’s a real sit-down restaurant, so why not?

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