Frankly I think Rick Bragg is getting a raw deal given the rules he was told to work under. But I can’t muster much sympathy since the Times represents the height of journalitic goody-goodieness and arrogance. But, if we’re going to go down this road. Let me first reveal that I rely on my couch for a great deal. It is the wind beneath my wings. If by “wind” you mean reinforced furniture and by “wings” you mean, well, you know.