Dear Ann Landers,
'm getting pretty sick of your pat answers. They are beginning to sound as if you crank them out of a machine. I refer specifically to your replies to hus-bands who complain about iceberg wives. My wife has been a stationary snowdrift from the day we married. For fourteen years I have put up with her excuses, and "duty" expressions of marital bliss. I first started to kid her about finding satis-faction elsewhere if she didn't warm up. Later I stopped kidding and made the threat in earnest. Her answer was, "I don't care what you do so long as you don't bother me." I am thirty-five. My wife is thirty-three. This is too young to dry up and blow away. She is an excellent mother, a fine house-keeper, a gracious hostess, and active in the League of Women Voters, but she is more than cold-she's frozen. Be practical and give me an answer that does more than take up two inches of newspaper space.-Starvation Diet

Dear S.D.,
Many are cold but few are frozen. Your wife is probably the product of a guilt-ridden, inhibited mother who believed all men were beasts because that's what her mother told her. You say your wife is an iceberg. This is an apt de-scription in more ways than one. Four fifths of an iceberg are below the surface. Your job is to get acquainted with the whole woman. Your iceberg-I mean your wife-should talk to her doctor. She is not living up to her responsibilities to you. Furthermore, she is cheating herself. You should see a doctor, too. A French philosopher once said, "There are no cold women-only clumsy men."