After talking about President Bush’s plan to increase spending for the NEA, a faithful listener sent me the following email this morning:
Dude, it’s Maplethorpe. Pronounced like the syrup, not Mapplethorpe.
I replied by pleading ignorance when it comes to photographers specializing in homoerotic art… but hey, at least I pronounced Andres Serrano correctly. I know my urine artists.
What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist.