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The ALBATROSS
April 1983
Ear Behind the Throne
Well, dearies, what lady in waiting (it all
depends on what
you're waiting for), initials XoYtPPL, has gone overboard, leaving the
peer
for a romp in the waves with the Lord Admiral of the Shoals? Is she
getting her
feet wet? Or more than that? Stay tuned in, gentles, because Ear Knows
All.
And how about that Crusader who exchanged hot words with our most
polished mid-East
lord? In-sultan, let me tell
you!
And what goes on in that unstable
constable's pavilion
behind closed flaps? I'd tell you but my lips are sealed. With real
silver,
dearies. What lady has five different lords fighting for her? I
will give you a clue ...
I'm sorry, I just can't go on. I have never
been so hurt; I
am simply scrawling through my tears. I know I don't get any respect,
but this
latest is just too much. Mistletoe King of Arms has insisted that not
only must
every item in this column be correct, period (where's the fun in
that?), but
also I have to have evidence to back up my statements. He calls it
documentation. I call it regimentation. Until we get rid of this
overregulation
and niggling concern with accuracy, Ear is just going to fill up with
wax.
Maybe I'll become a Chronicler. They don't
have to worry
about being right.
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