On Feeling Cooped Up

The morning news told of a woman in these United States who had her name changed from Coopurman to Coopurpurson.

I can understand why.

There must have been zillions of people who made jokes like, “Where’s Clark Kent?” or “When did Clark make you an honest woman, Lois?” (A recent column by Russell Baker in the New York Times documented the American public’s tolerance of living arrangements outside marriage for at least fifty years in the comics: Tarzan/Jane, Buck Rogers/Wilma, Clark Kent/Lois.)

With the upcoming movie on Superman, Ms. Coopurman must have become rather desperate.

So I understand her desire to change her name.

What I don’t understand is why she chose Coopurpurson. It sounds a lot like a caged tomcat, or a hemorrhaging rooster.

I suggest that Ms. Coopurman rethink the whole business before the judge’s decree becomes final. For alternatives, I suggest Coopurmarket, Coopurstar, Coopurbowl, or Coopurhuman. Or, if she feels unwanted, Coopurnumerary or Coopursensitive. If she intends to marry, she might consider Coopurunion.


Where Thanks Are Due

I do not take the time with sufficient frequency to give thanks where thanks are due, either to God or man. Let me take this moment of your time to do so on this occasion.

The November 18th issue of CHRISTIANITY TODAY was excellent. Although I have been noting improvement in the quality of the periodical right along, that issue was worthy of special note. The Owens article on “The Price of Praise,” the Leggett Refiner’s Fire on “Of Heroes and Devils: The Supernatural on Film,” the Johnston review in Books of the Authority/Theology issue, the Linder news report on GDR tensions, ...

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