My friend Joe, who I told you about a few days ago, was on Fox this morning, in Detroit, selling his used Playboys and cement book ends. I’d like to give him a hard time for getting into bed with Rupert Murdoch, and exchanging witty reparte with a Fox infotainibot, but, truth is, I’m happy […]
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