Every once in a very long while, along comes a work of literature which forces us as a society to rehink our goals and re-evaluate our priorities. Such a work can, at times, alter the very shape of our existence. At the very least, such books act as mirrors into which we can gaze in hopes of finding a better reflection of ourselves and our way of life...
This is NOT such a book.
Director Troth is foaming at the brain
The Rangers hands are tied
The Govenmnet is playing golf...
Sometimes an Avon Lady has gotta do what an Avon Lady has gotta do.