Good writers are like painters. They paint captivating pictures with mere words colorful pictures with only black ink. Case in point: In his column in Our Sunday Visitor (Nov. 11, 2001), J.F. Pisani tells us about a 50th wedding anniversary party he and his wife attended at a restaurant: I sat at a table with two older couples and several elderly women, whom I assumed were aunts of the family. It seems that unmarried or widowed aunts populate these family events, like matriarchs in search of a royal court. Theyre always offering advice and telling their nieces and nephews how to live . In your minds eye, you see the picture especially if youve been there, done that. That phrase, like matriarchs in search of a royal court, is masterful; it speaks a thousand snapshots, and more (and excuses his use of whom when it should be who).
Pisani continues: I was reasonably sure that, before the night was over, I would have to ask an aunt or two to dance as part of my social responsibility or as a corporal work of mercy. Ah, just so.
Now, thats good writing evocative and delightfully amusing. And honest.
But then comes the December 9 Our Sunday Visitor with a scolding letter from Jacqueline Osowski: Shame on you, J.F. Pisani, for the chauvinistic and uncharitable remarks you wrote . Osowski is leveling an ad hominem attack here, for she doesnt bother to attempt refuting anything Pisani said, but is only maligning his character.
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