Flog the secretary?
February 27, 2002
There is an old quotation, which I’ll now relate: “Red in the morning … sailor’s warning; red at night … sailor’s delight.” I have Jonathan Rice in mind here, and it pertains to our ongoing joust about Gay Ski Week, which reoccurs here each year in late January. And with increasing fanfare and impact, I might add.Anyway, there could be rough sailing ahead for our Jonathan.Jonathan appears to be the primary gay power advocate this time around, and he has come down hard on me about errors in punctuation and grammatical flaws that he has detected in my letters. Should I flog my secretary, or what?Returning to the nautical quotation which appears at the beginning, I wonder to myself whether Mr. Rice is merely a fair weather sailor or perhaps nothing more than a literary puff adder and an obsessive fault finder.So I’m going to give him a chance to show what he’s got or else he should just crawl back underneath his rock. Here on the printed page, my arrow flies true.Plainly put, I ask Jonathan what there is that’s so great about being gay that justifies a giant celebration here in our mountain paradise? Can you answer this rather blunt question I’ve put in front of you – Jonathan – or will you stutter-step and cut and run like several others before you?I’ll respect you if you do and scorn you if you don’t. The ball is in your court, old son.Pete LuhnAspen