I'm just going to bang my head against every brick wall over here, because sheesh. Everyone in that letter is being a complete idiot, except the kid, who gets a pass because they're still learning how to read their audience. After I'm done banging my head against ceramic construction materials, I'm going to invite the kid over to the drama department, tell them to consider a debate class, and give them a Joy Division t-shirt, because we need more misfits like that.