THE CRITIC AND HIS CRITICS

So, Martin Bernheimer writes a “dialogue” of the critic and his critic (“The Critic and His Critic: A Long-Preying Dialogue,” Calendar, Sept. 21). At last a little self-parody, some humility from the throne, a drop of humor in the cup of vitriol?

Fat chance! The same wearying self-righteousness, the humorless wit and witless arrogance. And the revelation that those who sometimes disagree with Bernheimer are cherry-pitting buffoons (did I say “wit”?).

C’mon, Marty. Did the other boys tease you incessantly in grammar school? Did the girls titter about you in junior high? Be a big kid now so that you don’t have to use music reviews to settle old scores (bad pun intended) that no one else cares about.

DAVID EGGENSCHWILER

Los Angeles