Dame Susan Devoy is clearly out of her depth as race relations commissioner (I fail to see why we need one).

If Dame Susan cannot recognise the difference between good and fashioned satire and the skilful art Rogers Rabbits has of prompting us to laugh at ourselves, then she is in the wrong j0b.

Dame Susan's talents, which I admire greatly may be better directed toward the further development of squash.

She may want to cut off the racquet handles in case some ding bat hits them self in the goolies but that's the correct thing to do in her world.

Susan seems to be personally offended by the word dick, one has to wonder why as they seem to be just as numerous as fannies and just ass funny.

I have a great uncle (on my bohemian mothers side) called Rickhardt Hedd. Mum would take great joy in referring to him as dick head, a title he posthumously enjoys to this day.

Note to same Susan: let the skilful insight full and entertaining editor of our quality newspaper do his job without interference by dignitaries. If the Sun readers need guidance we will ask the organ grinder.

Kevin Molloy, Omokoroa.