“I enjoy your writing. I enjoy your themes. But your ‘community’ of commenters are like the worst idiots from a Union Square or Santa Monica cafe where the wifi works and the coffee is cheap. I’ve tried only reading your bits but it doesn’t work. If I see you in Cannes I’ll say hello, but I’m afraid I won’t be coming back here.” — Mark Tierney, producer, photographer and general get-around guy, in an email received at 2:16 pm Eastern.

My response: “I share your pain but what precisely pushed you over the edge? Something today or yesterday? What comment in what thread? Because except for the spewings of an occasional loon or loser HE comments are fairly sharp and spot-on.”