When it comes to Che shirts, I’ve seen it all: every type. But “all” keeps expanding, doesn’t it? A short while ago, a reader sent me a shirt I had never seen before. I mean, an image of the shirt: here.
In Impromptus today, I deal with what I call “Che-shirt ethics,” and also write about Obama’s performance abroad, Chris Buckley’s new memoir, etc. Knock yourself out (as my uncle occasionally says). (“There’s macaroni and cheese in the refrigerator – knock yourself out.”)