Binks the Webelf, the saucy dude north of the border who fights the good fight for free speech and religious liberty against the damp-handed bureaucrats and soft totalitarians of the People’s Republic of Maplegrad. He wants one of my books with a cool over-the-top inscription, so I oblige him thusly: “To teh Binksy: Friend of all mankind and close personal Canadian-type mensch from Canadia. You are the Arctic wind beneath my damp southern cousin wings.” Thanks, Binksy, for the chance... Read more