In an effort to catch up with my reading of the New York Times, I came across an opinion written by Timothy Egan entitled Typing Without a Clue. It seems that other professions have their own Gilbert Kaplans to deal with.
I thought of some alternate titles for my essay about Kaplan's appearance with the New York Philharmonic. One could have been, "Tis the season for bailouts: the Philharmonic hands one to Kaplan" or how about "When starting together and ending together just isn't good enough."
Of course, I could have just jumped up from my chair during the performance and thrown a shoe toward the podium. (Holy Hush Puppies, Batman!)