I'm writing better than Lileks right now, and I'm in Grey Goose therapy over my tawdry snippets of Life on the Edge (of the Suburbs).
Now, I realize that's a self-aggrandizing position, but I play my ace: go read today's Bleat.
I rest my case, as Perry Mason said. Actually, Perry always said "YOU were there with a convenient weapon, and YOU had the motive, and the most to gain, and YOU were trying to hide your homosexuality, like me, but, um, YOU shot the sheriff, didn't you?"
Okay: maybe Lileks has the edge on me right now, given that bit. But the point obtains.
James needs to step it up, or co-sign his checks to me. He's a professional, after all.