In common with some other posters here on FFL I may have given the impression that Mr Barry White Esq of El Pedro Towers, Sitges is some kind of old pervert, fixated by babes in bikinis, incapable of toiling honestly for a decent day's pay, and spending far too much time with the wine, olives and donkeys between lengthy siestas. Specifically I may have given the impression that the series of shrill harangues directed his way by a certain New York pugilist may have been in many cases quite justified.
Phrases such as "She may have a point there" or "You know she seems to reason in a quite dispassionate way" and "Her attention to minutiae sure forced him to give up there" may have led readers to believe that I was unduly enamoured with the fairness and reasonableness of Ms Stein's approach to FFL and its little controversies. I now realise, having gained some personal experience of the bricbats and character assasination endemic to the *reasoning* style of the diktat-issuer in question, that there was not a jot nor scintilla of truth in any of the above. I am happy to accept now Mr White's protestations viz. that her attacks on him had a lot more in common with the petulance and tantrums of Mr John McEnroe circa 1980 (also of New York funnily enough) than the subtle and finely drawn distinctions of Mr Ludwig Witggenstein, late of 30 Accacia Gardens, Notty Ash, Cambridge. I would like to apologise for any distress or confusion caused by my credulity and laziness and my tendency to write post after boring post rather than find out what's really going on.
