Part I – Talking Heads
Sonny, my Dachshund, was surprised during our Sunday morning walk. I bought three newspapers. He had not seen that much paper pulp since he was a puppy. I was girding myself for the morning political shows on the eve of the Republican National Convention. Devoted as I am to blogging about our nation, I am duty-bound at least to keep the TV on. If it really gets bad, I can turn off the sound, as I do for the Yankees games. In truth, both the television shows and the newspapers are necessary. TV gives you the Whats and newspapers (and books — Shh!) give you the Whys.