The Corner

Autodefenestration

A different reader, this one in one of the states beginning with “New

J—-”:

“I have been a guest in Derb’s abode, and believe me, jumping out of the

window is not as dire as John makes it out to be. I happen to know, as of

the last visit, that his work area is on the first floor. Given the nice

weather in the NYC area, jumping out of the window is certainly the prelude


to walking the dog.

“Now, if he has moved his work area upstairs, that is another matter. He

may have made use of the miraculous home network that he did NOT create (but

appears to be intelligently designed) to loft his workzone to a more

ethereal plane. Then we would have to take his threat more seriously.”

Now look: I have *NOT* built a new home office in my attic in defiance of

the local code-enforcement Gestap…. er, authorities. Nor would I ever do

such a thing! Nor even think of it! No! No no no no no!!!

John Derbyshire — Mr. Derbyshire is a former contributing editor of National Review.
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