My
instincts tell me that I shouldn’t post this. But I will anyway.
Quoted at length here,
on the North Korean nuclear test. There was a minor misunderstanding or two,
obviously due to the fact that I had to talk from my stupidphone at a hospital
without the best of reception while waiting for a phone call from my sister
overseas to my mother, who is now going through her second chemotherapy. And of
course, some of what the source thinks is the best stuff ends up on the cutting
floor. It always does. But we’re all
professionals. And we’re all in. And that’s the way the world works. And I was
not misquoted in a materially significant way.
All in all, I should be grateful, and I am.
* For
one, it makes my mother happy.*
2 comments:
Chemotherapy sucks. It sucks more than anyone can imagine. But dying of cancer sucks even worse. And it will take one of us out of three, no matter how we live* or what you do. Cancer really, truly sucks, at a global level and as a personal tragedy.
* unless you smoke. That sends you to the tenteki-ward faster and surer than anything else.
Oddly, my mother has never touched the stuff. But yes, it makes it that much harder to understand why marijuana is banned when cigarettes are legal.
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