Believe it or not, some people do not like everything published in this space.
Crazy talk, we know.
Still, the blessing and the curse of a gossip column is that, if you are doing the job correctly, each time you publish, somebody, somewhere is sweating bullets hoping that whatever’s about to be printed does not happen to expose their deepest, darkest secrets. Or that lame food bet they made, anyway.
Granted, we occasionally miss the mark.
And as we recently learned from one incensed reader — whose antagonistic rant inspired us to share the dregs of our mailbag with the world — we’re nowhere near as clever as we’d like to believe:
Subject: Mr. Rojasgood friend Frank Kelly’s dream theater
Message: Dining Editor? Tax Reporter? How about Left-Wing provocateur? This gentleman runs a pointless, mirthless, space consuming article that's not even close to being funny, and you folks gave him the valuable platform to do it.
Pathetic and stupid.