What Cheer, Netop?

The Chicago Tribune has a column called Ask Amy. (Some of the column gets reprinted in the Providence Journal, which is how I became aware of it.) One of the questions in the current column caught my eye:

Dear Amy: My ex-boyfriend from a few years ago just got married.( and so on )

I won't bother you with the answer, which is about what you would expect, but perhaps you all can come up with some good answers of your own. (Putting on my bad advice hat, I would recommend that she cut off her ear and send it to him. It can't hurt, right? I mean, apart from physically, obviously.)

Now here's a kind of a dull question, but Amy's answer is pretty awesome:

Dear Amy: My son is having a difficult time, and I would like your advice on how to best help him.

( It's a fair question. )

Dear Mom: You've done all of the right things for your son. Now you need to step back a bit and let his fraternity brothers take over.( and so it goes )

The first two sentences of Amy's response alone are pretty remarkably great, but the John Cusack recommendation pushes it over the edge to immortality.