Kathryn: Just noticed your yesterday post, the one implying that I am some

kind of cheerleader for Bill O’Reilly. Not so, and I don’t know why you

would think so. (Though I suppose this probably

has something to do with it.) It is true that I’m addicted to “The O’Reilly

Factor,” but being an addict isn’t the same thing as being a cheerleader.

I’m mildly addicted to several things (power tools, fruit cake, the

imbedding of favored objects in lucite, analytic number theory, writing

columns) but I am aware that not all of them are good for me.

I do like Bill’s show, though, even when his logic goes extraterrestrial.

As recently when he was arguing (if I got it right) that it’s fine for

homosexuals to foster kids, but not to adopt them. Old split-the-difference

Bill. That’s OK, though. I’ll excuse some things.

The only thing I REALLY dislike about “The O’Reilly Factor” is that I am

never on it. Bill? Bill? Hello?