Dear Ann Landers: My wife and I are expecting triplets. We were certain our family would rejoice with us, but we were wrong. The comments went like this: "You're really going to have your hands full," or "I hope you will have plenty of help." What can we say when we get such rude comments? -- Rejoicing East of the Rockies
Dear Rejoicing: I don't feel well. My head is achy, and something's not right in my throat. There's an unusual tingling sensation in my chest.
Wait! Who turned out the lights? Oh, never mind. They're back again. Everything is fuzzy, though. I can barely see the typewriter. I'd better lie down. -- Ann
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Dear Ann Landers: I have been married to a great guy for 23 years, but his mother is a pain in the neck. I try to show affection for her by buying her gifts for her birthday, Mother's Day, Christmas and so on. She has returned every present I've ever given her. My husband says to forget her bad manners, but it hurts my feelings. Any ideas? -- Confused in Colorado
Dear Confused: So cold. So very, very cold.
There is darkness all around me, even though it is daytime. Regrets of past mistakes haunt me; the present and future seem dim while the past is sharp and vivid. O lost opportunities! O misbegotten schemes! O unrequited love!
The cold. Oh, the cold.
Send her gift certificates.
Ahh! I'm shaking uncontrollably as I type this. I hope you will forgive any misspellings. I cannot feel my legs.
Why is it so cold? -- Ann
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Dear Ann Landers: I am dating a man who has an 8-year-old son. My boyfriend, "Tom," believes he is raising the next Michael Jordan and Tiger Woods combined. The kid is constantly throwing balls inside the house -- basketballs, footballs, golf balls, whatever. My boyfriend sees nothing wrong with it, but I cannot tolerate such behavior. Am I being unreasonable? -- Hit or Miss in North Carolina
Dear Carolina: Yes, you're being unreasonable. Tell the boy that he can play ball in the house -- until he breaks something, and then he has to pay for it and play outside thereafter. That should keep him careful, while maintaining peace in your relationship with his dad.
Stabbing pain! I am racked to my very center by intense, searing pain. Nothing could have prepared me for this.
Am I shivering or having a seizure? Why can't I control my muscles? Why is the room spinning?
The feud with my sister, the decades of spinsterhood -- it all seems so meaningless now. Is this how it will end? -- Ann
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Dear Ann Landers: I've known "Anita" for 10 years and thought we were close. But eight months ago, I started a small business selling handcrafted jewelry, and last week, Anita informed me that she is going to start selling handcrafted jewelry, too. I am fuming that this so-called "friend" would go into competition with me. Please advise me. -- Not Pleased in North Dakota
Dear Dakota: I feel Death's clammy hand upon my shoulder.
Pain gone. All is peaceful.
So cold. So very, very cold.
Light ahead. Must ... go toward it. Angels ... sing ... hallelujah. Talk ... to Anita. Tell her ... how you ... feel. Woe and travail ... slipping ... away ... from ... memory. All ... is well. Don't lose ... a friend ... over it. At last ... happiness ... release ... blissssssasdj;f;d/
I had Jean Jenkins as a teacher at BYU. You think her letter was interesting? Try being in her class for a few months!
Angus McFarland is a legend.
By Ms. Jenkins' logic, we must respect Britney Spears because millions of pre-teen girls have listened to her music.
I love how you say "useful social commentary" would justify you being distasteful. That almost makes sense- and it's very funny.
"Ms. Jenkins' logic"? There's an oxymoron if I've ever seen one.
I loved the one from Sunni Olsen,
"In the past, I have read your articles when I have visited my parents. Now I live here and have to be offended by them on an ongoing basis."
-my first thought was, "well if your parents offend you so much move back to wherever you moved from!...o wait.."
I guess I've been living under a rock cuz I didn't even know who Azz Landers was. meh-
...oops... my 'n's fell over...
I get that a lot of people love Ann Landers and stuff, but what's the big deal about the column? Is this really making people cry or something? Was there a day of mourning declared by PotUS? I don't get why it was offensive then (certainly it isn't anymore). Big deal. People are just looking for reasons to feel useful (i.e., see their writing in print via letters to the editor, I guess).
This column is hilarious. One of the funniest ever. I almost fell out of my chair reading it ... (which is unfortunate because I am at work and am supposed to be doing accounting-type stuff rather than reading Snide Remarks on the internet) Ha!
Thanks for the interesting post. I found the article interesting once it was clear that the responses included unrelated physical symptoms. The idea was kind of cute, but seemed to fall short of a full 'National Lampoon' type treatment, yet went on for a bit longer than needed to reach the end of the joke.
Your examination of the feedback, though, was very interesting. I liked the way you addressed the disrespect ('i have no defense .. ') issue. That seemed simple and clear, and complete.
Blessed be!
I have to agree with you, one-hundred percent, Eric. "Poor taste," absolutely. "Disrespectful to the dead," undeniably. "Funny" ...? It made me laugh out loud when I read her responses. Ashamed, I laughed---but I did not stop myself. Holy crap, that was funny.
"The cold. Oh, the cold."---Wow. That is FUNNY.
I dug out my resume to see if I was important enough to join in this conversation. I am happy to report that I am. Just in case, I've got my worn dictionary at my side. It's a good thing too as I had to look up Stake President. That title doesn't get thrown around much up here in New Hampshire. I have two questions 1) why is your column apparently mandatory to read? 2) Is everybody nuts out there?
Trace
New Hampshire
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Comments & Reaction:
I have no defense for this column other than I think it's a funny idea, trying to do your job right up to the very end. It is almost certainly in poor taste, and disrespectful to the dead and dying, and to "Ann Landers" (not her real name) specifically, and it contains no useful social commentary, which is what I would normally use to justify being distasteful. I just think it's funny, that's all. And each "Ann Landers" only dies once, so I had to do it now or wait another 50 years for the next "Ann Landers" to die.
The column is perilously similar to an occasional feature at The Onion, which is "Ask A...," the writer of the column being different each time. The joke is that the answers, rather than addressing the questions, address whatever that person would normally say. (Some examples: Ask A High-School Student Who Didn't Do the Required Reading; Ask A Conspiracy Theorist; Ask A Restaurant Critic; etc.) Sort of a one-joke thing, I guess. What I did here is a little different, in that the person actually tried to answer the letters, and that it's based on a real person who really wrote an advice column. Still, I recognize the similarities, so you don't need to point them out to me.
The letters are all from recent Ann Landers columns, by the way, slightly edited for space.
This is one of the most-reviled columns of my career, a fact which neither surprises nor concerns me. At the Herald Web site, it received several dozen comments, including many on the order of "I usually think you're funny, but this time you've gone too far."
Upon arriving at work, I had these two voice mails left for me, both from women:
Then I had this e-mail, which I noticed also was posted on the Herald Web site:
I guess I should have checked with Cassy first, before writing the column, to make sure no one she knew was dying.
And if we stop making fun of death, then the terrorists have won.
Then this one, from someone named Sunni Olsen:
And finally, this one, which has a good deal of punctuational fun:
Her last line reminds me of a letter I got once that made reference to "your so-called 'article,'" as if the fact that he didn't LIKE the article meant it stopped being one. It seems like there's little dispute that I'm a writer; the quality of my writing is what's being questioned.
Anyway, I got this next one from someone whose e-mail address has "angel" in the name and domain is "cheerful.com." Immediately, I did not like this person, and her letter lived up to my expectations:
The word "inappropriate," as used by my fellow Mormons, always bothers me. It's really a very subjective term -- it usually means "inappropriate to me" -- but the connotation as it's used is that the thing is inappropriate generally, i.e., not fit for anyone, i.e., not at all subjective.
Anyway, here's my reply to her:
And then her reply came. I did not reply this time, so my comments are included within her letter:
People like her really irritate me (can you tell?). Then I got this one, which I kind of liked:
And this one, which I like a lot:
Now honestly, don't you think a person is far more likely to listen to what you're saying when you address the issue rationally like this? No way is Relief Society President Meg Hall going to catch any flies with her self-righteous vinegar.
The best response was this one:
I'm here to help.
A couple days later, the U.S. mail-sent letters began to arrive. We got these two on Monday. First, this one, handwritten:
Pretty even-handed letter, but I have two points. One, "a serious affront to the sensitivity of your readers" suggests she knows what most of our readers think, when really she probably just knows what she thinks. And two, it would be hard for me (or anyone) to give a sincere apology when the only reason I'm giving it is because you asked me to.
Then this one, typed on a typewriter:
Once again, someone has thought it was perceptive to point out that my column, called "Snide Remarks," is in fact snide.
What's interesting is that she quoted several different definitions Webster's gives for "snide," including the definitions that don't really apply to my column nor in common, everyday usage. For example, no one uses "snide" to mean "dishonest," do they? I've never heard it used that way. But I suppose Jean figured she'd stumbled on a great find, that even though she'd never thought of me as dishonest before, here was the dictionary telling her that was an OK thing to attribute to me.
What's also interesting is that the Webster's dictionary I have in front of me, next to the "slyly disparaging" definition, gives "snide remarks" as an example of the usage. In other words, the dictionary itself narrows down which definition of "snide" probably best applies to my column. But never mind! I'm dishonest, and unworthy of esteem. But at least I'm not dead.