Some time ago I wrote about “letting go” of my earliest writings (you can read that post here). Just for the record, I still have most of those early writings, slowly rotting away on decades-old onion-skin typing paper. I will eventually let go of them, but only after I’ve scanned them and resigned them to an indefinite existence in the Cloud.
Today, letting go involves leafing through my files, a tidy box of folders, hanging and otherwise.
I came across a number of Letters to the Editor that I had written over 20 years ago. There was a theme among a few of them. See if you can tell what got my dander up. I’ll explain at the end.
Look! Little ol’ me is published in The Wall Street Journal:
In case you either didn’t want to read these rather off-color (as in ocher) newsprint copies or you tried but the resolution strained your eyes, here’s the bottom line: I was unhappy that Clarence Thomas was nominated for Supreme Court Justice. On August, 28, 1991, I was even more unhappy that, as I say in the above letter, “I’m still waiting to hear someone discuss Thomas in terms of his eligibility to replace Thurgood Marshall.” Over twenty years later, I’m still waiting.