Joe,

I have a feeling that you royally pissed off a whole lotta delicate egos. That said, I may be in the top 2% (fat lot of good it did me except piss off a lotta men who preferred otherwise), okay, the LOW end, but at 67, my sexuality is limited to bouts with my buzzer on the living room couch. Quarantine will do that to a girl.

Now. Does that make me a unisexual? Monosexual? Or just horny-and-not- satisfied sexual?

Just askin.’

I do find, however, that a very badass, well-developed sense of humor, of the absurd, tends to live at the upper end of the IQ bell curve if and ONLY if said IQ is accompanied by a modicum of emotional maturity.

Or, emotional sapiomaturity, as the case may be.

While I don’t care for the term snowflake (unless it’s winter in Colorado where I am) I do find this kind of terminology awfully, awfully precious in the worst possible sense.