Dear Lagniappe Editor,
Your paper continues to sparkle, and though I live in faraway Louisiana, I look forward to enjoying the developments in your local politics. Speaking of which, it sounds like Alabama is falling into Louisiana’s pattern of erratic and erotic behavior among its “statesmen.”
Rob’s column, “Damn the Torpedoes,” in the Oct. 6 issue is a classic. I’ve never met (Judge) Spanky, but would prefer social distancing if I do. He seems to be very versatile in what the other sheriff calls his “long record of community involvement.”
Jeff’s commentary in this same issue on the anti-Biden chants at gatherings is excellent. I may sympathize with the theme of the salutation, but even my hardened arteries and ears react poorly to its coarseness, which indeed “caters to the lowest common denominator” and is hardly compatible with the echoes of our National Anthem, which is often aired at these same events. Just try to say it more elegantly, friends, and if you’re attending a concert, please don’t interrupt one of Strauss’ waltzes with this one.
Mrs. Trice’s musings about ladies and ladies’ fashions, and how both are affected by the calendar, are wonderfully funny and give us another classic. But don’t be disheartened, Ashley; find comfort in Shakespeare’s description of the perfect mistress:
Age cannot wither her,
nor custom stale,
her infinite variety.
We disreputable boys still enjoy admiring you girls, and autumn leaves are indeed special.
John N. Gallaspy
Age 88, and like the children used to say, “going on” 89
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