Letters

In other fuck-ups, Felicia, the life-size sculpture of a glistening naked woman that we called Les Enfantes Terrible ["Art Finds a Fiend," Jan. 13], should have been credited to Ken Perdome. We regret the error.

CONFIDENTIAL TO
MONDAY'S ANONYMOUS PHONE CALLER: Must be good to get the day off and have so much fucking time on your hands that you can random dial poor saps like us to see if we're working. So, yeah, we were laboring on Martin Luther King Day. But that isn't hypocritical at all: we spent the entire day figuring out new ways to further emasculate white males. Yes, we have a dream.