Dear favorite ex-wife who spends her time trying to change the world:
No matter what happens in our next 50 years, you know no will love you more than me. And I respect more than anyone the things you are trying to do.
If it wasn’t for people like you the world would never have the opportunity to be as great as it could be.
But I want to be sure you know what’s really going on.
And how the world really works.
The good thing about bad things is that it makes us appreciate the best things.
Like surpluses.
Guitars.
A girlfriend that isn’t throwing things at your head.
It was, of course, no accident that I decided to relaunch this season of this blog (after a Sopranos-long hiatus) with a reference to Gia Carangi.
Astute readers will remember that she was a chick who became famous being herself.
Few things kick ass like the past.
The cars were better. The air was better. The girls were prettier.
Things were…cool.
But things fall apart.
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