Danc­ing with the Stars cops a blast for con­tin­u­ing its in­nu­endo, but Seven is also com­pli­mented for cre­at­ing a blood-free zone

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Pat for Rafters

from Tr­ish, Mor­dial­loc AT LAST, some­thing worth­while to view. No po­lice, no hos­pi­tals, no blood and gore. Con­grat­u­la­tions to Chan­nel 7 for dar­ing to show some­thing dif­fer­ent in Find My Fam­ily and Packed to the Rafters.

Bull at a gate

from Michael, email NOW I’ve heard ev­ery­thing. Kevin Rugg (Guide, Sep 3) claims Rex Hunt calls footy like an ‘‘artist’’. I reckon he’s an artist too, but a dif­fer­ent type than Kevin is sug­gest­ing.

Deadly dull Homi­cide

from Si­mon, Torquay I’VE en­dured an hour of City Homi­cide and I won’t do it again. I don’t think it would be pos­si­ble to put to­gether a less con­vinc­ing group mas­querad­ing as de­tec­tives. Aaron Ped­er­sen is sim­ply woe­ful. This or­di­nary show can be rat­ing well only be­cause there is ab­so­lutely noth­ing on the other com­mer­cial chan­nels at the same time. Thank good­ness for Fox­tel.

Danc­ing with in­nu­endo

from K. Dam, email IT SEEMS Danc­ing with the Stars never learns from its mis­takes. The judges still play favourites— one dancer is the ‘‘pet’’ and an­other the ‘‘whip­ping boy’’— de­spite the qual­ity of per­for­mance. Also, why do they in­sist on blam­ing the celebri­ties for poor chore­og­ra­phy, which is surely not their re­spon­si­bil­ity? So­nia’s re­marks are still full of in­nu­endo, and the cos­tumes worn by the dancers are em­bar­rass­ingly skimpy. Daniel MacPher­son is an as­set and the courage of the novice dancers is to be ap­plauded.

Rus­sian into print

from Mad Rus­sian, Bentleigh East WHY is it that our sports com­men­ta­tors are un­able to pro­nounce Rus­sian names? Ev­ery­body can say ‘‘Maria Shara­pova’’ all right. There are many Rus­sian girls with names end­ing in ‘‘ova’’. They all rhyme with ‘‘Shara­pova’’, but our blokes in­sist on pro­nounc­ing th­ese as ‘‘Kus­netzo-va’’ or ‘‘Petro-va’’. So get it right for the Aus­tralian Open next year, please.

Dres­sage dress­ing-down

from Dres­sage Queen, Wil­liamstown AS A dres­sage rider, I can as­sure Peter, of Moonee Ponds (Guide, Sep 3) that dres­sage is a chal­leng­ing sport that re­quires stamina and strength, both men­tal and phys­i­cal, and the guts to get on an un­pre­dictable an­i­mal that at any time can throw you off and tram­ple you. Not only do th­ese rid­ers put their lives on the line, they also man­age to per­form per­fect tests and win medals. Open your mind.

Odd state of af­fairs

from Ro­man, Mt Martha DODGY builders, su­per­mar­ket prices and skinny mod­els do not re­ally fall un­der the cat­e­gory of cur­rent af­fairs, but we con­tinue to be served up such tripe on both To­day Tonight and A Cur­rent Af­fair ev­ery week­night. World af­fairs and pol­i­tics rarely earn a men­tion. Net­works don’t seem to care about the con­tent of sto­ries, just the viewer num­bers.

Let’s see ABBA

from L. Rogers, Wind­sor THOUGH Aus­tralia’s en­dur­ing love af­fair with those su­per Swedes ABBA con­tin­ues to break all sorts of records, Nine still re­fuses to show the only TV spe­cial ABBA did in Aus­tralia, de­spite re­peated re­quests. Back in 1976, Nine and the Reg Grundy or­gan­i­sa­tion brought the fresh-faced pop group to Aus­tralia to record The Best of ABBA in Syd­ney. The spe­cial broke all sorts of view­ing records, was re­peated an as­ton­ish­ing five times that year by pub­lic de­mand and was in­stru­men­tal in ig­nit­ing AB­BA­ma­nia. Come on Nine— are you so out of touch with your view­ing au­di­ence that you can’t fig­ure this out for your­self?

Nearly wiped out

from Bill, Bac­chus Marsh WHAT’S frus­tra­tion? It’s hav­ing to watch Wipe­out or Hole in the Wall be­fore you can get to the re­mote to turn it off.

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