RWP was born in Manchester, in the north of England, in the late 1950s, so he is very old. He really liked the north of England, which by 1965 was hip and had three TV channels, and where he went to a coed school. His parents, for reasons best known to themselves, then yanked him away, to Belfast and then Dublin, which had one TV channel that started up at 6 pm with the Angelus (Catholic call to prayer). He also had to go to an all boys school, where he realized he really missed girls. This probably let him focus on schoolwork, though, and at age 19, after he had finished college, he set off for America, where he still resides. He has a bachelors degree in biochemistry and a Ph.D. from Harvard in biophysics, and has lived also in Mainz, Germany, Setauket NY, and Richland WA. He currently divides his time between Nebraska, Rosslyn VA, and Florida.

Monday, July 8, 2013

All the news that's sick to print

People call the New York Times a cat box liner. Their cats are a lot less picky than ours. But today, the Newspaper of Record excels itself. The piece that has everyone outraged is of course My Mother’s Abortion. But they overlook Eyeball of Providence (not Rhode Island, one presumes)which is about being stuck in the eye with a needle. And there's Why I Donated my Stool (unfortunately not about furniture), which is about...oh, just read it.

My theory is, it's all there to make Eliot Spitzer seem a little less gross.

People ask me if I miss New York, and then look surprised when I say "No, not in the least"

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