My mail bag

I fear my e-mail inbox. I don't mind the endless PR pitches (keep 'em coming), the forwarded jokes or the Viagra-esque pitches that squeeze past my spam filter. The latter just makes me giggle. But when you file a story it's more than likely anyone who writes you in response either found a problem or inaccuracy with it that may demand a correction.

Thank goodness this very rarely happens to me, but I've gotten a few e-mails recently regarding my "Celebrity 9/11 conspiracy club" piece in The Washington Times. No correction would satisfy this crowd.

The latest missive features plenty of gems, but this one topped them all:

Did you know that the billions Halliburton is making off the deaths of 4000 GI's and a million Iraqi's isn't enough. They have also the recent $450,000,000 contract to build American concentration camps and the trains -- with shackles -- to transport who? You? I guess not.

Read further and he implies these camps will be for those who publicly say the U.S. government was responsible for 9/11.

These e-mails are far funnier than any joke e-mail I ever get.