Hey, Faggot:
–Freeing to Be Me
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Thank you for printing the letter from Don’t Use My Name, the male teacher with a crush on a young woman who was recently one of his students. Thank you for giving me an insight into the mind of a dangerous and manipulative man, a man who is indirectly responsible for making my life more difficult.
–JM
If DUMN really wants a clue as to what’s going on, tell him to check out Peter Rutter’s book Sex in the Forbidden Zone: When Men in Power–Therapists, Doctors, Clergy, Teachers and Others–Betray Women’s Trust. Its “dated” heterosexist bias (male professionals, female clients-students) shouldn’t be a hindrance in this case. I wish I’d been as smart as the student who gave him the cold shoulder.
Who says lawyers can’t date stoners? Don’t change him. He’s good to you, likes being a musician, and, most importantly, he’s good to Peaches. Also, the late Harry Caray was not the voice of the Chicago Cubs. Caray dragged his funny-drunk shtick over to Wrigley from Comiskey Park, where he was the voice of the Chicago White Sox. JACK BRICKHOUSE was the real voice of the Chicago Cubs–Caray was just visiting. Hey, hey!
