My esteemed Mr. Moriarity,
Whilst I agree with your conclusions regarding Mr. MacWoods intentions, my comments were directed at the possibility of a morbid offense - insulting ones acquaintenances in polite society - not the intention of doing so. In such circles, the act, or the apparent act, is all that counts, while motivation is secondary. Doest thou agree?
Whilst on the subject, I trust you use the phrase "pompous blow hard" in its best possible meaning, whatever that might be. I fear your missive might also cause some unpleasantness but I shall wait to observe.
I have too suggested to Mr. Paul that time away from frivolous activities is adviseable in his case, but not so in any negative sense. I understand he is working on some very important projects, including a national arhive for history of the upper classes who happen to "bat it around" the links, and also a tome of epic proportions concerning some fellow named Flynn, who reportedly displayed a certain flare for a craft curiously called "golf course architecture" whatever that might prove to be.
As I understand it, he has been asked to undertake these tasks by some very important people. How thrilling for him it must be! I want ever so much for him to be successful, just as I wish success for us all.
Add in time every afternoon for society activities like tea and crumpets, and I am dreadfully sure that Mr. Paul (and I dare say, many of the rest of us) would be ill advised to while away his hours here. Discussions here have been know to "angry up the blood" as that great African American pitcher, Satchel Paige once put it. In this hectic day and age, I am sure we would all benefit by avoiding, wherever possible, "angry blood" and quite possibly, any other parts of our "innards."
Hope this missive finds you well. Please advise if you follow through with your plans to take leave of this place for a while. And, if you know the intentions of others for certain, updates on their plans would also be greatly appreciated. Without such statements, some here who are fond of you might just presume that you have been bashed in the skull with a mashie. I'm sorry if I sound too direct, but we wouldn't want to be so impolite as to make them worry so, would we?
Most sincerely,
Jeffrey D Brauer