Ross Is Supreme

To the Editor:

Re Rebecca Dana’s NYTV column “Good Night, ABC! TV Tabloid Empress Packs Up and Leaves” [Dec. 11]: I was the first prosecutor on the Menendez trial.

After my refusing to talk to Ms. Ross during the trial, we became fast friends afterward. I generally despise the media, and therefore its members, but for Shelley I’ve made an exception. Ms. Dana’s article was a bit snarky, and I’d just like to add some comments from another ambitious, bitchy female (me).

Shelley has humanity, a rare quality in today’s world. She is also the smartest woman I have ever known, and her intelligence is only surpassed by some professors I met in college. She is a tireless worker and utterly devoted to those she considers worthwhile—she was very loyal to Diane Sawyer even as the knife was being withdrawn from her back. Ms. Dana’s article makes her sound frivolous, which she is not, and cold, which she is not. Hopefully, your readers will consider both sides of her.

Pamela Bozanich

Los Angeles

Charlotte Bocly’s Mother Responds

To the Editor:

Warning: Don’t get “Gurleyed.”

When George Gurley approached Charlotte for a possible article, she was obviously flattered [“I Am Charlotte Bocly,” Oct. 23]. After a year of teenage ups and downs, I thought it would boost her morale and renew her confidence.

She blabbed as if Mr. Gurley were an intimate friend, with no idea that he would exaggerate facts, pry for details, divulge personal nonsense or put words into her mouth. She and her family feel betrayed.

Ascribing her no qualities in the article, Mr. Gurley could have mentioned, for example, that she is fluent in four languages, does not say “like” every other word, has worked as a waitress and hostess in restaurants, taught English to foreign children, given chess lessons at a local library, was on the Lycée Français basketball team or won medals in Swiss ski races. I also wish to add that she rarely hangs out in nightclubs and usually has dinner with her family.

Mr. Gurley, has anyone congratulated you on your article? Do you believe your piece is a specimen of fine writing? Is taking advantage of a naïve, albeit privileged, young girl an example of good journalism?

I am sorry you dashed her hopes and turned an interesting project into a search for cheap thrills. She is not at all the kind of person you wrote about.

I thought journalism was a noble profession. I still do. But not in this case. Charlotte learned the hard way. I would like to warn your next victim to beware of being “Gurleyed.”

Marisol de La Bégassière Bocly


Bald Eagle

To the Editor:

Like the Marquis de Sade, we are all prisoners of our compulsions, but the compulsion to eradicate one of the sexiest features of the human body, pubic hair, is beyond me [“You’ll Know It When You See It,” Richard Brookhiser, The National Observer, Dec. 4]. On the occasions I’ve had to shave mine (e.g., vasectomy), I thought how like an ugly turkey neck it looked, and a bald vulva looks like the rest of the bird, turned the other way around.

Pornographers of the world, bring back the fuzzy!

George Winship

Cedar Grove, N.J.

Pulling Out

To the Editor:

I recently read Richard Brookhiser’s article, “Finding New Ways to Confront Old Woes” [The National Observer], which appeared in the Nov. 20 edition of The New York Observer. Mr. Brookhiser’s predictions on the future of the Iraq War may or may not prove to be accurate. I believe, however, that his recollection relating to America’s involvement in Vietnam—in which we ultimately followed George McGovern’s advice during the war to “come home”—may not be accurate.

Mr. Brookhiser suggests that our not staying the course in Vietnam caused Cambodia to be “filled with skulls.” My recollection is that we had over 500,000 troops in Vietnam, some portion of which remained there for over seven years. I recall that Cambodia was a relatively stable country ruled by the popular, saxophone-playing Prince Sihanouk, until President Nixon and Henry Kissinger decided to expand the war to include that country. But perhaps Mr. Brookhiser’s recollection is better than mine.

Barry Feiner

Harrison, N.Y. Letters