Thbbptt! to Woodstock

I’m sick of Woodstock. I hope the reunion is a financial disaster so we’ll never see another one. With the Cal Jam and Us festivals, the six-figure-attendance rock extravaganzas have been done to death. But, just like the overpriced concert tours this summer, this anniversary has to be milked for every dollar possible. (I like the Eagles, though. They were worth every cent of the $12.50 I paid to see them in ’79.)

Wood$tock, indeed. Hey, where can I get one of those hats? How about a T-shirt? Better yet, a personally designed limited-edition hand-painted bead-and-fringe-trimmed denim jacket for $400 from Neiman-Marcus . . . aargh!

GINNY CHAN

Westminster