Sane remarks on the subject, over at Acculturated, from Mr. Postmodern Conservative.
And you also learn that he reputedly plays guitar in a band called Black Hi-Lighter! We’ll believe it when a link is provided . . .
My own fantasy band is called The Cicadas.
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