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If There Was Ever A Bigger Pansy Than My Father, It Was Marcel Proust.

Although I Am Good At Enumerating My Father’s Flaws, It’s Hard For Me To Sustain Much Anger At Him. I Expect This Is Partly Because He’s Dead, And Partly Because The Bar Is Lower For Fathers Than It Is For Mothers.

Mostly It Was Mad Magazine. And I Did Read A Lot Of - I Had A Subscription When I Was Little, But I Also Had Access To Some Old Collections, The Little Paperbacks Of The Really Good Stuff.

It's Our Very Capacity For Self-consciousness That Makes Us Self-destructive!

Who Embalms The Undertaker When He Dies?