Dear Diablo,
No one cares what shoes Robert Towne is wearing. Until I read in the newspaper that he's been seen wearing a french split toe from J.M. Weston, whatever you're wearing is between you and your left and rights.
You've been doing really well lately, and you seem like you've got a good head on your shoulders, so you must have been waiting for the other diamond-encrusted shoe to drop. Still, coming off what should have been a universally-accepted bit of awesomeness like winning the Oscar, seeing you get slagged online over your choice of footwear of all things is a shame. Seeing as very few of us will ever take a meeting over which pair of slides we'd be endorsing by way of foot, I don't think too many people can question your behavior.
As for why spec-writing wretches are now gathering with torches and pitchforks against you, it's because you used to be one of them until you started winning awards, and now that the world has seen you win the Oscar, you are most definitely Not One Of Them.
In the end, one can't write with their feet, but if we could, you'd still be a better writer than most of the green-eyed wannabes railing against you. Hold that golden bastard high, you've earned it.
Tom
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