I was just dealing with some of those NR/NRO readers who took me up on my offer to sign their copy of Prime Obsession & return it at my own expense. One reader sent his copy in a box. I opened the box. The book was

protected with a lot of scrunched-up paper. Smoothing and flattening out

the paper (did I mention about being a neat freak?) I saw to my horror that

it was all from the June 16th copy of National Review. Is this sacrilege,

blasphemy, lese majeste, or what? Or a subtle compliment? Can’t make up my

mind.