I think we can make this short and sweet, so let’s jump right in, shall we? Miss Manners fields a Veterans’ Day Special from Every Military Person, Everywhere! We members of the military would be honored if you could address military funeral etiquette for Veterans Day. Naturally, I jest, but I do take minor exception … Continue reading Dear Imprudence — Strictly Speaking of Protocol
Here’s some nostalgia for ya, gentle readers! My dad, who was completely AB for the record, lived alone in the home I now own, and for a good portion of my life had many of his needs taken care of by members of his immediate family. My Grammy did most of his laundry, unless my … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: Just Be an Adult Already!
Gentle Readers! I love advice columns almost as much as s.e. smith, and I especially love ou’s deconstructions of them, so I get pretty stoked when ou passes them along for the rest of us to take a crack at them. This one comes to the the New York Times’ Social Q’s from a mother … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: May I Burden You?
I read this letter to Dear Abby and Abby’s awesomely ableist response. I wonder how she would have responded to a different letter.
s.e. smith recently passed on a question from a Dear Prudence column (3rd question down) that, well, actually gets things right. We were both pretty surprised! The question asked is shockingly similar to my own situation, but I swear I didn’t write in to ask it. The questioner writes: I work in a social-services-related field and … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: Getting It Right! (For Once!)
A concerned family member writes to Miss Manners: Dear Miss Manners: My brother served in Iraq a couple of years ago. He suffers from PTSD and was wounded. The physical wound is not one you can see, but people (family especially) will still ask him what it was like to fight in the war and … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: The Questions You Don’t Get To Ask
Slate Magazine’s Dear Prudie got one right this week, with a letter from a woman who’s husband is a U.S. military veteran, who recently lost his leg “due to a medical condition that was unrelated to his time in the military”. According to the letter writer, her husband has adjusted well to his recent amputation, … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: Thank You for (Proving) Your Service!
The hits just keep on comin’, thanks to Slate. Earlier this month in Dear Prudence, we got to read this winner: Dear Prudence: My husband had a stroke 18 months ago. At first he was unable to speak and his right side was paralyzed. He regained his speech and, with a lot of work, got … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: A “Tired Wife” Strikes Back?
The following appeared in Slate’s “Dear Prudence” advice column chat-room supplement fairly recently: Chicago: We have a close friend who is prone to embarrassing malapropisms that surpass even the best Norm Crosby bit. These are not innocent and simple mispronunciations—but ugly mangling of words including misuse and lack of understanding of the meaning of some … Continue reading Dear Imprudence: Oh No, It’s the Pronunciation Police!
Also see: An open letter to abled people who use disabled parking spaces by Annaham, which this is jumping off from. Since I drafted this, s.e. also wrote Dear Imprudence: Who Appointed You the Parking Police?! Dear abled people who like to glare at people who use disabled parking spaces, Hi there. It’s great that … Continue reading An open letter to abled people who like to glare at people who use disabled parking spaces