THAT’S what A Good Man is Hard to Find is about? I feel like a lunatic reading this on the beach.
Loudly muttering “Huh! Isn’t THAT a nice idea!” each time someone in the Odyssey talks about welcoming strangers because the dudes across the aisle wouldn’t let me sit near them since they were “saving the seats for their friends”
I wrote more than this about my trip to the mall last weekend
I feel we’re being generous with the term manifesto. Three pages? more of a passionate diary entry