Being a sober alcoholic in New York City is something like being in a foreign country where everyone loves a sport you can’t even play. Or being a diabetic in a sugar factory. Or being lactose intolerant on a dairy farm.
I totally had forewarning that it was going to get out of hand – I have...
For weeks now, I’ve been fuming over the misogynist media pile-on that took place after a horrific car crash on New York’s Taconic Parkway, in which Diane Schuler killed herself, her daughter, her three nieces and three men in another vehicle. An autopsy showed that she had drunk 10 shots...