Unfortunately, Florida Is A Mecca For The

Nobody With An Iq Higher Than Emergency-room Temperature Could Ever Believe That 'death Panels' Would Be Appointed To Nudge The Elderly Toward Euthanasia. Yet For Idle Entertainment, It's Hard To Beat Sarah Palin's Ignorant Nattering On The Subject.

I Think In The Old Days, The Nexus Of Weirdness Ran Through Southern California, And To A Degree New York City. I Think It's Changed So That Every Bizarre Story In The Country Now Has A Florida Connection. I Don't Know Why, Except It Must Be Some Inversion Of Magnetic Poles Or Something.

Unfortunately, Florida Is A Mecca For The Shyster Element, And There Are Apparently No Rules On The Kinds Of Advertising A Lawyer Can Do.

The Thieves Of Manhattan Is A Sly And Cutting Riff On The Book-publishing World That Is Quite Funny Unless You Happen To Be An Author, In Which Case The Novel Will Make You Consider A More Sensible Profession-like Being A Rodeo Clown, For Example, Or A Crab-fisherman In The Bering Sea.

I'd Always Wanted To Write Books Ever Since I Was A Kid.