The main reason I started this blog was because I got sick of writing letters to the Oregonian (and elsewhere, but mostly the Oregonian) that never saw the light of day. Before most people had email, I think the volume of letters to the editor was smaller. On top of that, I think I might have had a little name recognition for a few years after my short-lived book review magazine. Most of the time, I don’t even bother, and just post here.
Sometimes a local story triggers a letter though, like last week’s article about teenage drug dealers in the Pearl District getting an immunity deal to testify against a guy who’d stolen a half-pound of marijuana from them. After a week, I’d actually given up on them running the letter, and missed it this morning until Barbara’s sister Marie pointed it out.