But you know what I learned from this? Nothing. I learned nothing. It's just something that happened (and it just so happens that it happened to me). Life is crazy. But I already knew that last Thursday, and so did you.
Chuck Klosterman writes a New York Times advice feature as The Ethicist. Here, he is brushing of the "rumours of rumours" that a letter that had appeared in his column recently had been written by the husband of the woman who, together with him and several others, have given J.A,G., Covert Affairs, Pensacola, Homeland, et al a run for their money.
It took him over 2,000 words to tell us that it was not what we think it was, all the while being careful to maintain the illusion that it could well have been.
Then there was Jon Stewart, who tongue firmly lodged in his cheek, reprimanded himself for being the worst journalist in the world because he did not twig to the fact that the author of a quasi-hagiography was having a ball when she was being interviewed by him, for reasons that came to light soon after.
We have had flow charts, a pentagon-like diagram, cartoons, dramatis personae-style lists and 'for dunces' explanations about the whole caboodle. I await the...
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