[footfootfoot]

E.B. White is turning over in his grave.

The newspaper column is the last place I'd turn to to legitimize my ideas.

Other than that, I'd say your riposte smacks of desperation.

And by the way, I've friends who are more well read, well bred, and better fed than I, but I still like to make fun of them because they have no idea how to attach a table top to an apron with out making the top split like a fly girl on "in living color".

I guess they didn't teach that in Harvard.