I confess to you all—I stayed so late at the party last night that I didn’t make it up for the 9 AM March for Clean Air. What can I say? I could plead age, or asthma—the march is against the world’s largest incinerator, which fills the air with toxic smells—and I’ve been staving off an asthma attack since I got here. But really I think you should just stop reading now and denounce me. Go ahead. You’ll feel better, and so will I. […]