I Was Disingenuous

A reader has already nailed me, below, for the Clinton girlfriend item, saying Where are you going with this? You know, they’re right; I like gossip. I just do. It’s bad, I can rationalize it a zillion ways and quote you the Talmud on tearing open a pillow and collecting the feathers, on and on, and yet there it is. I’m a gossip.

I Was Disingenuous