In publishing a controversial report by the Center for Investigative Reporting (News Ticker: “SD's For-Profit Colleges Devour GI Bill Bucks”), you have advanced a misleading impression based on a critical lack of fact-checking.
Graduation rates you state as fact have already been discredited by the Department of Education; costs of attendance to veterans is lower than the figures you publish. Our institution was not banned from state aid — that funding was redirected to state institutions in a budgetary move.
But it is in the omission of the success stories and positive results at our university that the report errs most — those stories were collected but deliberately omitted. The disservice to veterans is yours, and a correction is surely in order.
Your article “SD's For-Profit Colleges Devour GI Bill Bucks” (News Ticker) explores a critical issue to many in our area: how to ensure that veterans who have served our country with honor receive the higher education they want and need.
Sadly, the prompt for your report was a misleading and unjust attack on University of Phoenix San Diego, a campus I have the honor of leading. That report cited flawed graduation data, and incorrect pricing, misleading readers, but your newspaper was brave enough to challenge much of that, for which we owe you a debt of gratitude.
It is sad that while some of us choose to do our best to serve our country’s veterans, others prefer to promote their journalistic careers at the expense of these men and women. Thank you for restoring balanced reporting.
When I read the Overheard in San Diego comic titled “House Party” about getting kicked out of a crack house, it made think of the time I was living in Ocean Beach in 1977 or ’78. I was bar-hopping from the Sunshine Club to Webbs (on the corner of Newport and Bacon) and I got kicked out of the Sunshine Club.
Back then, nobody got kicked out of the Sunshine Club, and they told me, “Well, you are!”
Ah, dems were the good ol’ days!
Re: Neighborhood News: "Peaceful Bees Forcibly Removed from Ocean Beach”
Why kill the bees? Why not get a beekeeper to collect them and take them to another place?
There are several beekeepers in San Diego County. I know this because I was a park ranger for 20 years and we had this problem in one of our parks. We called a beekeeper and he was glad to come and get the bees.
It’s a shame to kill the bees, especially considering how bee populations are declining throughout the country. We need bees for pollination for all types of crops and plants.
I initially read with interest the July 3 cover story about Jeffrey Saikali being “beaten” in the parking lot of Walmart subsequent to some sort of altercation at Fry’s Electronics (“Murphy Canyon Mystery”). Upon close review, however, this article does not pass the sniff test.
I think there was more to the confrontation between the woman and Mr. Saikali inside Fry’s than the one-sided explanation by Mr. Saikali. By the Reader account, Mr. Saikali left Fry’s after the altercation without looking back, and walked all the way to Walmart, which I believe is a quarter-mile away, not just “across the street.”
Why did he leave the store without giving his version of the events to the security staff, and why did he walk out without looking back while the woman was yelling for someone to stop him? Why did he walk past his car when it was probably in Fry’s parking lot? This does not sound like the conduct of a victim to me; it seems more consistent with someone trying to get away.
The article repeatedly uses the term “beating” to describe Mr. Saikali’s injuries. However, on the front page of the Reader is a close-up photograph which shows only some minor scrapes on his face, two of which look like fingernail scratches. His injuries were characterized on the front page as “brutally beaten.” Really? Look again at the injuries.
The article briefly mentions that the woman he said attacked him suffered a broken wrist. Do you think perhaps that’s why Mr. Saikali walked away from Fry’s without looking back?
I was thinking of shifting my readership from the U-T to the Reader after Doug Manchester bought the paper. But before I do so, the in-depth cover stories need to be more thorough and fair.
I’m writing in regards to your article, “Murphy Canyon Mystery” (July 3). This story sounds a bit bizarre. While I do believe that SDPD has mishandled this case and has lacked transparency, I’m skeptical and confused of Mr. Saikali’s version of events. There are too many unanswered questions.
Right now it is a he-said she-said story. Until we're able to get an account from the woman who had the altercation with Mr. Saikali, or the security person from Fry’s, then I don’t feel it's fair to present Mr. Saikali as a poor innocent victim. I understand it's been a challenge to obtain witnesses, videotapes, the police report, and so on, but it is unjust to automatically side with Mr. Saikali’s story.
Furthermore, why would the woman start videotaping Mr. Saikali in the store? I imagine she wouldn’t have done so if she didn’t believe that this would be evidence against Mr. Saikali from whatever alleged argument was happening.
A broken wrist? Sounds a bit more severe than just his arm “brushing” her off. As for the police officer that has had problems in the past, I’m assuming he was not the only one on scene, and that rather there were several officers on hand. If this is the case I find it highly unlikely that an officer would say out loud in front of a crowd that he “deserved” his injuries.
I hope you continue to follow-up and report on this story as more facts or witnesses come to light. I wish Mr. Saikali the best and hope that the “Murphy Canyon Mystery” gets answered.
The only mystery in “Murphy Canyon Mystery” (July 3) is how this one-sided yarn got into print. I'd be more sympathetic if it were about a six year-old getting arrested instead of an adult. We all remember children’s complaints about everyone victimizing them after they did nothing, and this has that same feel.
The account glosses over the man’s own actions and minimizes that he was the first to get physical. There's also a Hitchcock-like paranoia about all this; evil superstores suppressing surveillance videos, a whacko female shopper, a nutcase martial-arts husband, a rogue policeman, an obstructionist police department, and innumerable passersby who were all apparently too cavalier to speak up.
Even worse, the story ignores the cavalcade of opportunities for peace that the man passed up: What about responding nicely to the lady’s apology? How about not ever getting physical? How about not fleeing the scene?
Rather than addressing these, the article goes into great lengths as to the man’s various rights that were not observed. Coming behind such a childish denial, it seems little more than a diversion.
Perhaps the lesson is that in this imperfect adult world, rather than relying upon one’s rights, we need to mind the message our actions convey. If we want peace, we need to act accordingly. If not, then we reap what we sow.
I’m calling about the article that was printed on July 3, “Murphy Canyon Mystery.” Obviously, Joe Deegan, or whoever wrote this, did not check any facts of the attack.
I am the female victim who was attacked by this man who claimed he had never been in trouble with the law. My wrist was broken. Ninety-nine percent of that article is wrong and false. I have a police report. I have photos of all my injuries citing all the injuries and bruises, and the broken wrist, and the cause of the broken wrist that I have.
They’re claiming that somehow this was premeditated or racial. I am Hispanic. And I was there alone.
This is disgusting that this was printed. I can’t get over this. And to see that the Reader has a picture of the person who attacked me on the very front page is disgusting.
No facts were checked here. Everything is a lie. I can provide you with his charges, the police report, and witness statements.
The story about Jeffrey Saikili being assaulted (“Murphy Canyon Mystery,” July 3 cover story) is an interesting one, and one which raises more questions.
Why weren’t the woman who assaulted him and apparent husband cited by the police? And what are their names?
Why was the victim of the assault cited and charged?
Why did the first ambulance at the scene refuse to take him to a hospital?
Why does such an apparent bad cop as Kenneth Davis remain on the police force?
Why are police reports withheld from the victim?
Most of all: Why didn’t Jeffrey Saikali get an attorney? That would been the first order of business if it had happened to me.
Please withhold my name, as I do not want to get sued by any of the litigants or participants in this shameful episode.
Also, when I type the email address for letters — SDReader.com/letters — as listed every week, I get an “invalid address” notice. Could you please correct it?
SDreader.com/letters is not an email address. It is a website URL. Email addresses contain “@” symbols. — Editor
Finally moved the couch to vacuum, and uncovered an old, unread Reader. The Ask a Hipster column regarding hipster fashion, especially male, caught my eye. As my apartment directly faces a building full of hipsters, I have two comments:
One. The five-day stubble grunge effect: an oh-so-obvious attempt to emulate male models in say Vogue, or GQ ads for oh, say, European watches. I look just like Vogue except that I’m poor. And since nobody has the money to do Vogue or W right, they end up simply looking like sleazy knock-offs of the real thing. The same applies to these unshaven Breitling and/or Yves model wannabes: sleazy-and-scruffy imitations of the real thing.
Two. The drab uniformity. Dull brown, dull green skinny jeans and similarly colored shirts, and even identical (drab) messenger bags draped at the identical angle across the shoulder down to the hip. All this repetitious conformity lacks is the grey flannel suit, and — POW! —we’re replaying the ’50’s. Oh, we are soooo cool!
The one high in my across-the-street voyeuristic day is that one guy with shoulder-length-plus hair —loose, pony tail, bun — wearing a plaid shirt and jeans strongly resembling 501s. If he does have a messenger bag, he also has the self-confidence not to flaunt it.
Gee, I wish someone with a color wheel would face off with the drabsters, and show them options: This one we call magenta, and over here is teal blue, lime green. These we call stripes, swirls, color blocks. Black is mostly for sitting shiva.
All this grungy hipster conformity of course generates great security for those clinging to it. Sure, I’m always glad to see those who need support and security find it with a bunch of look-alikes, but still.
Whatever.
In publishing a controversial report by the Center for Investigative Reporting (News Ticker: “SD's For-Profit Colleges Devour GI Bill Bucks”), you have advanced a misleading impression based on a critical lack of fact-checking.
Graduation rates you state as fact have already been discredited by the Department of Education; costs of attendance to veterans is lower than the figures you publish. Our institution was not banned from state aid — that funding was redirected to state institutions in a budgetary move.
But it is in the omission of the success stories and positive results at our university that the report errs most — those stories were collected but deliberately omitted. The disservice to veterans is yours, and a correction is surely in order.
Your article “SD's For-Profit Colleges Devour GI Bill Bucks” (News Ticker) explores a critical issue to many in our area: how to ensure that veterans who have served our country with honor receive the higher education they want and need.
Sadly, the prompt for your report was a misleading and unjust attack on University of Phoenix San Diego, a campus I have the honor of leading. That report cited flawed graduation data, and incorrect pricing, misleading readers, but your newspaper was brave enough to challenge much of that, for which we owe you a debt of gratitude.
It is sad that while some of us choose to do our best to serve our country’s veterans, others prefer to promote their journalistic careers at the expense of these men and women. Thank you for restoring balanced reporting.
When I read the Overheard in San Diego comic titled “House Party” about getting kicked out of a crack house, it made think of the time I was living in Ocean Beach in 1977 or ’78. I was bar-hopping from the Sunshine Club to Webbs (on the corner of Newport and Bacon) and I got kicked out of the Sunshine Club.
Back then, nobody got kicked out of the Sunshine Club, and they told me, “Well, you are!”
Ah, dems were the good ol’ days!
Re: Neighborhood News: "Peaceful Bees Forcibly Removed from Ocean Beach”
Why kill the bees? Why not get a beekeeper to collect them and take them to another place?
There are several beekeepers in San Diego County. I know this because I was a park ranger for 20 years and we had this problem in one of our parks. We called a beekeeper and he was glad to come and get the bees.
It’s a shame to kill the bees, especially considering how bee populations are declining throughout the country. We need bees for pollination for all types of crops and plants.
I initially read with interest the July 3 cover story about Jeffrey Saikali being “beaten” in the parking lot of Walmart subsequent to some sort of altercation at Fry’s Electronics (“Murphy Canyon Mystery”). Upon close review, however, this article does not pass the sniff test.
I think there was more to the confrontation between the woman and Mr. Saikali inside Fry’s than the one-sided explanation by Mr. Saikali. By the Reader account, Mr. Saikali left Fry’s after the altercation without looking back, and walked all the way to Walmart, which I believe is a quarter-mile away, not just “across the street.”
Why did he leave the store without giving his version of the events to the security staff, and why did he walk out without looking back while the woman was yelling for someone to stop him? Why did he walk past his car when it was probably in Fry’s parking lot? This does not sound like the conduct of a victim to me; it seems more consistent with someone trying to get away.
The article repeatedly uses the term “beating” to describe Mr. Saikali’s injuries. However, on the front page of the Reader is a close-up photograph which shows only some minor scrapes on his face, two of which look like fingernail scratches. His injuries were characterized on the front page as “brutally beaten.” Really? Look again at the injuries.
The article briefly mentions that the woman he said attacked him suffered a broken wrist. Do you think perhaps that’s why Mr. Saikali walked away from Fry’s without looking back?
I was thinking of shifting my readership from the U-T to the Reader after Doug Manchester bought the paper. But before I do so, the in-depth cover stories need to be more thorough and fair.
I’m writing in regards to your article, “Murphy Canyon Mystery” (July 3). This story sounds a bit bizarre. While I do believe that SDPD has mishandled this case and has lacked transparency, I’m skeptical and confused of Mr. Saikali’s version of events. There are too many unanswered questions.
Right now it is a he-said she-said story. Until we're able to get an account from the woman who had the altercation with Mr. Saikali, or the security person from Fry’s, then I don’t feel it's fair to present Mr. Saikali as a poor innocent victim. I understand it's been a challenge to obtain witnesses, videotapes, the police report, and so on, but it is unjust to automatically side with Mr. Saikali’s story.
Furthermore, why would the woman start videotaping Mr. Saikali in the store? I imagine she wouldn’t have done so if she didn’t believe that this would be evidence against Mr. Saikali from whatever alleged argument was happening.
A broken wrist? Sounds a bit more severe than just his arm “brushing” her off. As for the police officer that has had problems in the past, I’m assuming he was not the only one on scene, and that rather there were several officers on hand. If this is the case I find it highly unlikely that an officer would say out loud in front of a crowd that he “deserved” his injuries.
I hope you continue to follow-up and report on this story as more facts or witnesses come to light. I wish Mr. Saikali the best and hope that the “Murphy Canyon Mystery” gets answered.
The only mystery in “Murphy Canyon Mystery” (July 3) is how this one-sided yarn got into print. I'd be more sympathetic if it were about a six year-old getting arrested instead of an adult. We all remember children’s complaints about everyone victimizing them after they did nothing, and this has that same feel.
The account glosses over the man’s own actions and minimizes that he was the first to get physical. There's also a Hitchcock-like paranoia about all this; evil superstores suppressing surveillance videos, a whacko female shopper, a nutcase martial-arts husband, a rogue policeman, an obstructionist police department, and innumerable passersby who were all apparently too cavalier to speak up.
Even worse, the story ignores the cavalcade of opportunities for peace that the man passed up: What about responding nicely to the lady’s apology? How about not ever getting physical? How about not fleeing the scene?
Rather than addressing these, the article goes into great lengths as to the man’s various rights that were not observed. Coming behind such a childish denial, it seems little more than a diversion.
Perhaps the lesson is that in this imperfect adult world, rather than relying upon one’s rights, we need to mind the message our actions convey. If we want peace, we need to act accordingly. If not, then we reap what we sow.
I’m calling about the article that was printed on July 3, “Murphy Canyon Mystery.” Obviously, Joe Deegan, or whoever wrote this, did not check any facts of the attack.
I am the female victim who was attacked by this man who claimed he had never been in trouble with the law. My wrist was broken. Ninety-nine percent of that article is wrong and false. I have a police report. I have photos of all my injuries citing all the injuries and bruises, and the broken wrist, and the cause of the broken wrist that I have.
They’re claiming that somehow this was premeditated or racial. I am Hispanic. And I was there alone.
This is disgusting that this was printed. I can’t get over this. And to see that the Reader has a picture of the person who attacked me on the very front page is disgusting.
No facts were checked here. Everything is a lie. I can provide you with his charges, the police report, and witness statements.
The story about Jeffrey Saikili being assaulted (“Murphy Canyon Mystery,” July 3 cover story) is an interesting one, and one which raises more questions.
Why weren’t the woman who assaulted him and apparent husband cited by the police? And what are their names?
Why was the victim of the assault cited and charged?
Why did the first ambulance at the scene refuse to take him to a hospital?
Why does such an apparent bad cop as Kenneth Davis remain on the police force?
Why are police reports withheld from the victim?
Most of all: Why didn’t Jeffrey Saikali get an attorney? That would been the first order of business if it had happened to me.
Please withhold my name, as I do not want to get sued by any of the litigants or participants in this shameful episode.
Also, when I type the email address for letters — SDReader.com/letters — as listed every week, I get an “invalid address” notice. Could you please correct it?
SDreader.com/letters is not an email address. It is a website URL. Email addresses contain “@” symbols. — Editor
Finally moved the couch to vacuum, and uncovered an old, unread Reader. The Ask a Hipster column regarding hipster fashion, especially male, caught my eye. As my apartment directly faces a building full of hipsters, I have two comments:
One. The five-day stubble grunge effect: an oh-so-obvious attempt to emulate male models in say Vogue, or GQ ads for oh, say, European watches. I look just like Vogue except that I’m poor. And since nobody has the money to do Vogue or W right, they end up simply looking like sleazy knock-offs of the real thing. The same applies to these unshaven Breitling and/or Yves model wannabes: sleazy-and-scruffy imitations of the real thing.
Two. The drab uniformity. Dull brown, dull green skinny jeans and similarly colored shirts, and even identical (drab) messenger bags draped at the identical angle across the shoulder down to the hip. All this repetitious conformity lacks is the grey flannel suit, and — POW! —we’re replaying the ’50’s. Oh, we are soooo cool!
The one high in my across-the-street voyeuristic day is that one guy with shoulder-length-plus hair —loose, pony tail, bun — wearing a plaid shirt and jeans strongly resembling 501s. If he does have a messenger bag, he also has the self-confidence not to flaunt it.
Gee, I wish someone with a color wheel would face off with the drabsters, and show them options: This one we call magenta, and over here is teal blue, lime green. These we call stripes, swirls, color blocks. Black is mostly for sitting shiva.
All this grungy hipster conformity of course generates great security for those clinging to it. Sure, I’m always glad to see those who need support and security find it with a bunch of look-alikes, but still.
Whatever.