You Have Nothing With Which Darn You Darn Yourself Against the New Yorker?

I hope you sent her to talk to Duncan Stroy and took her into the chapel. Took her to the chapel. She talked to honey. You know, she needs to talk toDuncan. And people are grateful for that. They tell me and she'd say, where are the bad kids? And they took the sand with the bad kids. Well, you know, 15 years ago, the New Yorker dispatched Nicholas Lemon, a very fine writer, superb educator to do a profile on me. But I only agreed after we reached a mutually assured destruction.