I hate to do this, really I do, but quite a few people are misunderstanding today’s letter by Dian Fossey, and those are just the people who have taken the time to email me in confusion (and in one case anger). No doubt there will be more bewilderment amongst the silent.

In her letter, Fossey was not speaking about a person who had passed away. Or even a gorilla, as one poor reader wondered. She was, in fact, announcing the death of her vibrator1.

Maybe a footnote would have helped; however, I didn’t want to spell it out. Hopefully it’s more obvious in the pages of Letters of Note: Sex.

I may print this out, frame it, and hang it in my office.




Not for one moment did I imagine writing this in my newsletter.