Of the three requests for money arriving in today’s mail, I threw out two.
But after reading of the Natural Resources Defense Council’s efforts to protect American wilderness and beauty against the Administration, I threw a few bucks their way. And smiled at myself.
Remember "Beyond the Fringe"? I have never forgotten that funny revue written by and starring Jonathan Miller, Alan Bennett, Dudley Moore and a fourth gentleman whose name escapes me. (He and Moore later did a movie together.)
I remember, in particular, a war sketch set not far from the front lines.
A distinguished British officer paces before a line of troops, stops and addresses them, looking for volunteers:
"At this point in the war, men, what we need is a futile gesture."
I’m entitled to my own futile gesture, right?