The Secret Life of Dr. Stewart David Nozette

His worst enemies can’t imagine a more bitter fate than the things a man will do to himself for his own foolish reasons. – Yiddish Proverb Shortly after ten this morning, a short, plump, dowdy, dark woman well over 40 wearing a black hat, a deep brown blazer, extremely sensible shoes and a dark dress that… Continue reading The Secret Life of Dr. Stewart David Nozette

Surgeon General’s Warning – Microsoft Can Be Dangerous

Monday night, while I was relaxing at home with a snifter of Hennessy XO and an Ashton aged Maduro No. 30, my dear brother Rob Roy called and asked a favor.  Would I, he inquired, give his old buddy Myron a free telephone consultation?  Well, blood, as they say, is thicker than water, so I… Continue reading Surgeon General’s Warning – Microsoft Can Be Dangerous

What Do They Do On a Rainy Night in Rio?

Around four o’clock yesterday afternoon, Gretchen told me she had a totally distraught, sobbing man on Line Two.  When I answered, it turned out to be Chicago Mayor Richard M. Daley. Daley: Hello, is this Tom Collins? Tom: Yes, Your Honor, it is I. Daley: Have you… heard what’s just happened? Tom: To tell the… Continue reading What Do They Do On a Rainy Night in Rio?

Walt Whitman Rises From Dead, Tells Press “No Relation!”

My eight o’clock telephone consultation today was a scheduled appointment, and I must say the hour certainly impressed me.  That’s because my interlocutor, Meg Whitman, was calling from California, where it was only 5:00 a.m., and from the sound of her voice, she had obviously been up a while, too.  Speaking with her, I had… Continue reading Walt Whitman Rises From Dead, Tells Press “No Relation!”