Majoring in the Foreign Language of Victimhood
I’m still out in the Pacific Northwest. We had a great Thanksgiving, but I’ll be sticking around out here for a while longer. The Fair Jessica is laboring on a brutal writing deadline, and I decided to stay to keep her—and the canines—company so we can drive home together.
On that note, contrary to a lot of incorrect things people say on the internet, my going to ground wasn’t planned to coincide with my departure from Fox. We never knew when we would get the legal all-clear, and my plan to drive out here had been on the books for a long time. It was just serendipity that I had a good excuse not to take phone calls or interview requests during the craziness last week. More about that another time.