” I’d wager I know much less about Joan Crawford, Mae West or Bette Davis than John does,” says Andrew Sullivan in an effort to provide a riposte to my suggestion earlier today that he might wish to channel someone other than Natalie Portman’s character in Star Wars in his prose. I’d wager it too. Maybe if he learned a little about self-mockery from these performers, Andrew might find his way to the long and winding path that might lead him, eventually, to uncover a sense of humor.