So in the NEW YORKER Jill Lapore, impervious to irony, calls me Ham-Handed. I am the only one who ever treated the Melville women with love and respect!
What can I say? When you are tone-deaf and rely on Grammerly to "take the guesswork out of great writing" . . . .
And does she assume that because my name is Hershel . . . .
What can I say? When you are tone-deaf and rely on Grammerly to "take the guesswork out of great writing" . . . .
And does she assume that because my name is Hershel . . . .
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