Dear PoP – Ombudsman Edition

This is the first letter I’ve received that requires a statement from the ombudsman. Sweet. I assure you that the following letter is legit and I am publishing it in its entirety, exactly as I received it.

Subject line: “do you mean your blog to be comedy?”

“i read it to see if you can pick an uglier garden or house of the day then the last. you truly have no taste – sorry if this sounds rude but really you seem to think the worst good renovation or front door is amazing. you once picked a gate on the side of my house and said you thought it was great with something about it leading to some old lady drinking in the back. trust me it is way off from the truth and the most unattractive part of the house.”

Dear Sir or Madam,

Friedrich Nietzsche wrote: “For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.” As I am frequently drunk, er intoxicated, this quote really resonated with me. But now on to your question. This blog is not meant to be comedy. It is meant to be a window upon my soul. Thus the doors. Common? Sure. Profound? Frequently. For a door can be a window, have you ever thought of that? Indeed.

I don’t recall the gate you reference nor an old lady drinking but I dare say Norman Rockwell himself could not paint a prettier picture. Let us remember the great words of the mighty Bob Dylan – “I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.”

Warmly,
PoP