Whatever possessed The Post to publish such rubbish as Allan Bloom's venomous attack on rock 'n' roll {"Is Rock Music Rotting Our Kids' Minds?" Outlook, June 7}?

According to Bloom, rock is assaulting impressionable youth with lurid invitations to sexual abandon, drugs and assorted other evils. He asserts it "ruins the imagination of young people and makes it very difficult for them to have a passionate relationship to the art and thought that are the substance of liberal education." He suspects that the rock addiction "has an effect similar to that of drugs."

If Bloom has any empirical data to corroborate his extraordinarily broad conclusions about the impact of rock music on child development and social behavior, both he and The Post ought to cite it. Without scientifically valid data, which certainly could be collected and analyzed, his conclusions are just unsubstantiated opinions.

Of course, some of the lyrics and performances of certain performers are less than tasteful. But the existence of offensive songs and singers hardly establishes a conclusive link with antisocial behavior, particularly when the accuser offers nothing more than his own disdain as the basis for his condemnation.

-- John Lawrence

After reading "Is Rock Music Rotting Our Kids' Minds?" I took Bloom's advice and took off my Walkman for a few days. I read a newspaper and learned how a president and his staff had lied to the American public and continued to fight an illegal war. I picked up a newsmagazine and learned that the cover story of the week was a woman who turns letters on a game show. Thinking it might be a slow news week, I bought another newsmagazine and learned about a preacher who paid a young woman for sex and lived lavishly off of his parishioners' contributions. I turned on C-Span and listened to a U.S. senator denounce homosexuals and propose legislation that would make it difficult for them to find housing and employment. I watched the evening news and learned that alleged infidelity was the most important issue of the upcoming presidential campaign. I also learned that we were preparing to launch attacks against a country that we had just recently given weapons to. After this brief excursion into Bloom's moral world, I put my Walkman back on and listened to an evil U2 song about love and hope for the future. -- Neal Kendall

Thank Heavens I escaped Bloom's "singular generation of students" by nearly 10 years! I'd hate to think that by spending more than half my life listening to such "strange young men" as the Beatles, the Who, the Grateful Dead and, of course, that scheming devil Mick Jagger, I ruined my chances of having "a passionate relationship with the arts and thought."

We can only hope that the 10- to 20-year-olds of today can emerge as unscathed from their music-obsessed youth as all the rock-'n'-rollers of the past 30 years, becoming artists, thinkers and other productive members of society.

-- Rachel A. Bernhardt

Congratulations to Allan Bloom for hitting the nerve of a national problem. After a quarter of a century of living with a mathematician who loves to work while plugged in to rock music, I must agree: it rots the mind. In his case, the portions of the soul related to trash removal, errand-running and vacuuming the basement are particularly affected. And in view of the epidemic of amnesia in high places currently afflicting the executive branch of the government, I suggest yet another question for the Iran-contra committees to investigate: What music were those guys listening to? -- Ellen Yorke

Is classical music rotting our parents' minds?

It hypnotically lulls them into a pleasant state of mind, so they stop thinking about the world's problems. Classical music is ruining and weakening America. Our parents could be working to help improve the world. But all they do is drink wine and listen to classical music. This escape from reality should be outlawed. It leads to nonproductive behavior, a waste of time and minds. We should at least put warning labels on classical albums, to inform people of the mind- rotting effects of this evil music. -- John N. Maguire III

Lately I've read a number of slams against rock music by well-educated, well-intentioned, conservative thinkers, so Allan Bloom's piece shouldn't have put me in such a spin, but it did.

His article consistently betrays his lack of musical knowledge and his dearth of compassion. Instead of criticizing the social institutions young listeners turn away from -- school, family, church -- Bloom criticizes the music these listeners tune in to, but without knowing anything about that music's history. Rock also has a great tradition, and Bloom should listen to some of it.

To claim, as Bloom does, that rock's listeners "do not have the slightest imagination of love, marriage or family" is pompous and cruel. Hasn't Bloom heard of Live Aid, Farm Aid, Woodstock or George Harrison's Bangladesh concert -- rock music events of great humanitarian importance?

Bloom also criticizes young listeners as passionless and lazy, but Bloom obviously has never made the acquaintance of a rock collector, the kind whose record stash is housed in a climate-controlled room, or stood shoulder to shoulder with a loyal fan all night in order to buy concert tickets. Passion and energy, Mr. Bloom, are what rock is all about.

Rock is an American art form, a meaningful and moral way of communication. As with any art form, rock has its lesser talents, its corruption and its excesses. But it is naive to single out rock for its faults. I'd like to remind Bloom that Wagner was a wife-stealer, that Liszt purposefully left his gloves on the piano for the ladies to fight over, that Beethoven took drugs, that Schubert died of syphillis and that the plot of "Rigoletto" is as bizarre and untamed as any heavy-metal anthem. Perhaps what really bugs Bloom is that he never learned to dance. -- Sibbie O'Sullivan