Dear Editor,
I just thought I would write from work (while sober) to say that I am a fan of advice columns, reading as many as I can find, and you have officially taken the medal for best advice columnist ever. I open to your letters each week with trepidation, hoping that you won't let me down. You never do. The shakedown of this week's misogynist was especially entertaining [“
The Luv Doc: Prissy Asses,” Oct. 31].
So, thank you. Of course, I wonder who you are (age, marital status) or even if you are actually a guy, but I am happy to let the mystery prevail, unlike the fiendish hoards that cried to unmask Dear Sugar, and then she was no more.