I’m told this is an artichoke; we shall see
I’m told this is an artichoke; we shall see
A close friend has told me that I am watering down my brand (such as it is), and neurotically Borscht-belting attention from my core concerns—of our country’s international crisis and journalistic cowardliness and my Jewish problems and the neocons’ too—by running flakey pictures in this space. I know he’s got a point. I don’t know, I guess God isn’t finished with me yet.
