I heard from Jorge-Luis Speranza (aka JL) last Saturday (Aug. 4). He writes: "Feel free to tell and quote from me to anybody who you thinks remembers me in whatever forum you're at -- including the local bar." Silly boy, one should never ever give blanket permission for anything. Bush, of course, has already read this last email of his, and no doubt has declared him a non-combatant political-apathetic, but just wait until JL tries to run for Lieberman's Senate seat -- I do keep emails, damaging ones anyway. JL is still living in Guiltford (my preferred spelling) or Guildford (JL's preferred spelling) or Guilford (Connecticut's preferred spelling -- or Konnekticut as JL prefers, or Konnektikut as I prefer -- something about the 3 K's reminds me of home. He's says he's staying at someone's house -- someone whose name he apparently thinks I should know. I can't even remember my own kid's names for Christsake! So I googled it and found that one such person lives in Guiltford and that for $49.95 I can get the low-down on him. I was tempted, sorely tempted, but $50 dollars? Hell, I won't pay that kind of money to find out who I am even. I just hope he's not a Republican. JL writes: "I'm doing so much research on the Classics that it hurts." As well it should, is all I have to say. He says the American experience is going fine. Which can only mean that he doesn't watch the news. He called me a leftist, pinko, commie -- well, by implication. He said: "We're going to the cinema. We've seen all of them. SICKO you probably enjoyed." How prejudicially presumptive. I haven't even seen it yet. But yes, I'm sure I will. JL is also begging books again: "If you find anything related to art in a second-hand bookshop in Memphis, send to St. Michael Hall where the best SWIMMING-POOL Library for art is being created. I was reading about allegedly the greatest American painter ever, one Mr. Eakins. He used to teach at the Pennsylvania School of Arts. And this is what the MOTHER of one of his FEMALE students wrote (to the President of the School): "Now, Mr. Claghorn, does this pay? Does it pay for a young lady of refined godly household to be urged as the only way of obtaining a knowledge of true Art, to enter a class where every feeling of MAIDENLY delicacy is violated, where she becomes so hardened to indelicate sights and words ... that NO POSSIBLE art can restore her lost treasure of CHASTE AND DELICATE thoughts." "Quoted in Catalogue St.Jude's Gallery, London. "Now you'll say she's exaggerating and that surely a Video Course with Sister Wendy will restore that and more. After all, Wendy is uncopulated, right? "The other thought this provokes me is Wilde's saying that football is okay for tomboys (girls) but to tough for young boys." JL also reports that he's thinking of changing his name to Charles Hazelwood so people won't think he's Hispanic. : ) I hate Anglophiles, but I forgive it in Jorge-Luis. Italian? Yeah, right. Here's to JL - salut! Mike Geary Memphis PS: If you have art books you've been trying to rid yourself of send them here: St. Michael Hall, Calle 58, No. 611, La Plata B1900 BPY Provincia de Buenos Aires, Argentina.