“To paraphrase Mr. Kuhn, it’s time to wake up, Buncombe County.” [“What the Flag Really Represents” by Sean McNeal, Letters, Aug. 8]. This struck a chord. We all need to show our concerns that our great nation is in peril. I’m not big on using my truck as a billboard, but after 9/11, there was a lot of flag-waving to show ourselves and the world that we would heal and continue on. I proudly placed two magnetic flags on the backside panels of my truck. After reading Mr. McNeal’s letter the other night, I went outside and turned the flags over.
We must display the same warning signs as the Kuhns so bravely and boldly attempted. This administration’s total disregard of the Constitution and the rights of its citizens has created a trickle-down effect that has led to abuse of power. America has also fallen into physical disrepair (Katrina and Minneapolis come to mind). So please let’s not have any “Love it or leave it” rebuttals. This is not a call to cut and run, but to stand forward, roll up the shirtsleeves and get to work taking our country back.
On another note, Kriss Sands [“Foot-in-store Is No Disease,” Aug. 8] doesn’t quite understand the real history of the “No shirt, No shoes, No service” dress code. Prior to the 1960s, there was no need for such signage because people wouldn’t ever think of going out in public without the proper clothing. But with the “Peace, Love, Dove” movement, things did change. It was not “pro-government businesses” striking back at barefoot hippies, but the necessity of staying in business by keeping the majority of paying customers comfortable. I should know, because I was one of those barefoot hippies.
Now, I don’t want to look at you, barefoot and shirtless, while I’m eating a dinner that I paid for. But for the moment, let us just tackle the issue of bare feet in a restaurant. During a day’s business, food and drink get spilled and the floor becomes slippery. Glasses break on a regular basis. You come strutting in sans-shoes, do the slip and slide, slash and bleed, and everyone who unwillingly comes in contact with your blood has to get tested for AIDS (I’m not saying you’ve got it, but this is a fact of today’s world). Or the crack on your way-post-hippy-head makes you see dollar signs, and then my favorite place is out of business. Just how you would dress in court to win your lawsuit?
— Dean Butckovitz