Being rather new to the area, I’ve held my tongue regarding the alarming number of hippie-shaman-healer-foo-foo types I’ve encountered here, but your piece “Cheek, meet tongue” (Feb. 27) gave me courage—and caused coffee to spew out of both nostrils.
I am a former teacher for whom logic and rational thought is as vital to my existence as the aforementioned coffee, so I find it tragic that something (failed education? the Tea Party? drugs? Tom Cruise?) has driven the masses to the kind of hysteria that leads to rain dances, drum circles, and a surge in crystal jewelry sales. Worse, it’s caused journalists to have to title their clever rants “Cheek, meet tongue,” lest the “I’m not religious, but I’m very spiritual” readers think it’s serious.
I’d like to thank you for that article and your column in general. It keeps me informed about SLO County, in the same way The Daily Show serves as my news outlet and Yahoo!Shine’s Daily Cosmic Calendar guides my social activity. I don’t have any recipes for you, but The Olive Garden has a surprisingly edible eggplant parmesan.