We get letters. It’s just that most of them are unintelligible blather. I don’t know why we have that effect on people. Anyway, let’s read a couple, in lieu of real content, since work is kicking my ass this week.

First, from curious reader Mason Storm:

Golly gee. Nope, I’m not too big on islam, as religions go. Not real keen on violent jihad or living under islamic law. Not terribly interested in dhimmihood. Here is a good place to start if you really want to know why. Here are a few other reasons.

Thanks for writing, Mason.

This next one is from Ant B. Not to be confused with Aunt Bee. I don’t think Ant is too keen on us. Let’s take his e-mail bit-by-bit so it’s easier to chew.

Much appreciated.

Banter? I thought this was satire or drollery. Well, either way, thanks for recognizing the pride I take in my work. It’s nice to be appreciated.

Good, because I’m too proud to be felt-sorry-for*.

Well, since I don’t know you, I can’t say whether or not I’m “superior” to you. You do seem to be awfully wrapped up in an inferior/superior thing. I would gather, since you were outraged enough to write an e-mail, that we must disagree on more than one issue. Does this mean I’m superior? No. Does this mean you’re wrong? Probably. Since you haven’t really made a salient point, It’s hard to say, though.

I’m certainly not a racist. I mock morons of every race, creed and religion.

Ignorance and misdirection? The tried-and-true weapons of the Dim-O-Crack party. We have no need for those here.

I’ve never contended that I was “superior” (here we go again with the inferior/superior complex) to any particular subject of ridicule here. If that’s what you read into it, I’m flattered. And on the subject of my “pain,” that’s news to me unless you’re referring to whatever the hell I did to my left foot this summer that is still hurting. I really don’t want to have surgery on it, so I’m still hoping it eventually gets better. On the subject of “building up” my life, I really don’t need to. I’ve got it pretty good, no thanks to anyone in government, that’s for damn sure.

No problem. It did take some time away from my morning superior dance, but making one of my readers happy is always worth it.

* This may be the worst sentence ever written on this blog. And I’ve written some bad ones.

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