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Mystery, Mystery

09 Monday May 2016

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I’ve been predictably slow in unraveling the case of those mystery cigars. The natural wrapper was pretty darn good – a little mild for me but very enjoyable. I’ll round that out later. The maduro needs more analysis. Right now, based on taste and draw, I’d say it was so-so. I’m due to try it again soon. Three things did jump out at me: the burn was perfect – perfect, no meandering at all; the construction, if a bit tight, was very good, and; the ash was a pure, chalky white color and of … extreme density. Based on all that I suspect the stick might have still been curing. A little time will tell. Time will also allow me to properly research the makers. Stay tuned for that.

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Natural mystery stick.

Now, as with the cigar mystery, I am always working on projects here. I tentatively announce to you I am working on a super project, one involving great changes to the blog, my publications and works, and with me – all for the better. This will be a very exciting summer. My timeframe is August-ish. More to come soon.

Good night to all!

Perrin

Just Thinking: More Random Thoughts

08 Sunday May 2016

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This is a lovely Spring – a high compliment from a late Fall guy.

Is the NSA watching me through my Chromebook camera as I pick my nose? (Don’t really care.)

I see reverence in Clovers for some German driving laws, like NO right turns on red no matter what. Why can’t they honor the passing lane law too?

If a fat person dresses poorly and no one is around to watch TV, is it still ‘Merica?

One can tell a lot about a town by its political yard signs; mine is in ruins, yours is too.

Just as meat companies know a certain percentage of their products will be rat, fecal matter, and foreign substances, drug companies know a certain percentage of patients using their dope will succumb to heart attacks, cancers, and other maladies. They call this progress.

What this country needs is a good $5 cigar. Or a lack of inflation.

I called the Privilege Institute (real thing) and let them know I was thrilled about their upcoming White Privilege Conference (real thing also) and the thought of celebrating whiteness. They seemed put out; I am confused.

Finally, I think I am beginning to understand what Aristotle meant by “a beast or a god”.

Well, spike my hair and pop a collar: only 64 more years until the 80s are back.

The Hobbit, The Force Awakens, and Dawn of Justice were colossal disappointments. Hollywood hates my childhood. I could be jaded. Probably both.

How many tattoos before one begins to resemble a homeless, unemployed tribal shaman? Where’s the wise old owl?

Watching the Kentucky Derby confirmed my suspicions: America has become a land of sluts, queers, and portly idiots. The horses looked slow by comparison.

Today I am 70 pounds lighter than my fattest former self (27% loss, btw). 70 pounds is another small person. I wonder where he is now? I hope he doesn’t vote.

Anyone know the statute of limitations for walking a dog in public in Mississippi, sans diaper?

Evidence is mounting that the time is near to deep six Facebook.

Three months is a long time to prepare or so I would have said three months ago. Man, time flys.

And, the thoughts have ended.

 

The Case of the Mystery Cigars

05 Thursday May 2016

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The Happy Little Cigar Book made me an expert of sorts. In addition to the “review” following I cultivate here people occasionally give me cigar gifts – something to try, judge review, etc. Yesterday a former law client and newly minted millionaire brought me two different boxes of allegedly hand-rolled smokes from the Dominican Republic.

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I know nothing of these cigars other than the larger is obviously a natural wrapper while the smaller is a maduro. They both appear well constructed and smell pretty good. I have never encountered either before in all my travels.

Google may be able to assist me with a little background. Anyway a review shall be forthcoming. I have no idea what to expect. I’ll post some pictures. Investigator Lovett is on the job.

In other news I recently sampled the new (to me) white-labeled Signature by Punch – a terrific little toro.

More to come – stay tuned.

May 2016

01 Sunday May 2016

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Happy May Day. Forget the roots, green or red. I’m happy just to sip coffee and watch bees buzzing around the boxwoods.

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I’m going to try to do a post each and every day this month – hopefully a little more insightful than this one though. Next month marks the four-year anniversary of the blog and may see my 500th post.

Have a wonderful spring day, friends.

Perrin

The Nestor Miranda Collection Maduro: Perfection on Fire

13 Wednesday Apr 2016

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This evening I raise a toast to my friend Nestor Miranda in celebration of his excellent tobacco work. Specifically, I praise his “new” red labeled Maduro. Mine is a 6×60 Gordo. In a word: magnificent!

This baby came along late in 2014 or early 2015. The new collection replaced the already stellar Special Selection line – a favorite of mine. My Maduro, filled with Peruvian, Nicaraguan, and Dominican goodness, is bound by Esteli’s finest and wrapped in a beautiful dark Connecticut leaf. A work of art indeed. In fact, this was one smoke that required a lengthy visual examination prior to lighting in order to appreciate the high quality craftsmanship. The Maduro is also joined by a Connecticut and a Habano.

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A tempting trio. Halfwheel.

The construction is flawless. Whenever I pick up a stick I do a little squeeze test so as to predict the draw. This big boy was a little tight. I am happy I disregarded my index finger’s assessment and trusted to Nestor’s brilliance. The draw is perfect, effortless. And, I have seen and smoked very few cigars that burn as evenly and as cleanly as this one. I’ve been working slowly at it for about thirty minutes and, to show, I have about an inch of whitish gray ash as uniform as could be imagined.

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My Gordo prior to the fire.

The taste is superb. It definitely recalls the notes and character of the old line. This Gordo is medium bodied (maybe leaning towards the heavy side of medium) and the smoke is simply delightful. Oddly, this cigar would make just about any veteran happy and, at the same time, not make a newbie ill or regretful. There is Nicaraguan earthiness and leather aplenty to satisfy my base cravings. For me that alone would suffice. However, to be a little technical, I’m picking up terrific light peppery hints and maybe a velvet like coffee essence.

We all know I don’t have a rating system but, if I did, this is the part where I would call up five stars, a 90-something, two thumbs up, or something similarly exemplary. Let me just say it is damn good!

Nestor with a 250 pound Perrin (yeah, don’t miss that), circa 2010. Think that was a Special Selection Gordo in my hand.

Hats off to one of the baddest men in the tobacco business! A classic is reborn in astounding splendor. Put down the computer and get ye to the nearest tobacconist.

The Death of Men’s Suitcases and Other First World Problems

13 Wednesday Apr 2016

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Upon my return from my last jaunt to sunny Florida I noticed signs of wear on my suitcase, which has served me for twenty or more years. Mine is a small soft sided tote from Land’s End. It’s of the size most people would call an overnight bag though it has served me for weeks or even months at a time without issue. It is showing signs of wear and fraying and it will not last through many more trips. I do have a backup – a huge, modern rolling shipping container of a case by American Tourister. That one will almost hold everything I own but it is so large and unwieldy that I rarely if ever use it (see below). I travel light therefore I like smaller bags.

Whilst I perused the Nordstrom website for bargain suits I decided to glance at their luggage selection. I was aghast at what I found. Every single one of their dozens of suitcases has wheels. All of them. (I also noticed many, many “men’s” handbags and purses…….ahem…). I despise wheeled luggage, especially for use by men. One sees them everywhere nowadays. Hoards of poorly dressed, overweight saps lumber through our airports pulling these ugly contraptions. Hotel lobbies are clogged with them. Not only are all of these models ugly, they are huge. Even school children roll their backpacks around on wheels (defeats the point of a backpack). They’ve invaded malls, interstate rest areas, and the workplace. People even roll duffel bags into the gym in acts of self-defeating laziness.

I sought refuge at the Samsonite webpage. There my worst fears were realized. The industry apparently no longer make traditional non-wheeled suitcases! Even the “carry on” bags have wheels and they have “carry” in their name!

I have this crazy theory that if it is so heavy that it needs to be rolled, then one probably could do without it. It’s a suitcase not a box off a cargo ship. No forklift should be required to move it. No man should ever have to roll his suitcase. A woman, perhaps, but not a man. A man should pick his case up by the handle and carry it – like a man. If they happen to travel together the man will invariably carry his bag in one hand while rolling the woman’s with the other.

You know the drill. A man carries his one suitcase on a trip – regardless of destination or duration. A woman carries (has the man carry) her suitcase, another suitcase, a third suitcase, a garment bag, a makeup bag, a cooler, a tote, a backpack (always open), her purse, a backup purse, several loose plastic grocery bags full of unidentifiable material, some trendy novel, and umbrella, a pack of cookies, a teddy bear, two pillows, and a quilt. Frequently, upon packing the car with all that feminine stuff, a man discovers there is no room left inside the car for him.

The luggage industry, like so many others, seems now to cater to a 100% clientele of women, children, and metrosexuals/gays. There’s nothing wrong with that per se, except that we men are left outside the bag check stand entirely. I don’t want and will not use an Ironman elementary school backpack nor a 400 pound pink box mounted on tractor tires. My dad, rest his soul, carried (picked up off the ground by the damn handle) a manly man’s suitcase. It was hard sided, bland, simple, and functional. That’s what I want.

My parents had a Samsonite set like this in the 1970s. Dad’s was the big one. No wheels anywhere.

This thing needs a “wide load” escort truck with flashing lights and flags.

Now my problem is compounded. I need a new suitcase in a world where there are none left from which to choose. Must I search Craigslist, second-hand shops, or yard sales for ancient relics of the lost luggage age? Looks like it. That, or use duct tape on my old Land’s End bag.

As the years roll by and as society crumbles I notice problems like this are growing. In stores like Nordstrom it is getting difficult to find clothes that are not the uniforms of rappers, hipsters, walruses, or little boys. I’d like a plain blue t-shirt – nothing about NASCAR, thug life, or Batman (cool as his is). It’s becoming harder to smoke a cigar outdoors – or even in a cigar shop. Many “cigar” stores are merely discount cigarette outlets or hookah lounges for tattooed, low-rent felons. Have you seen a modern automobile?

My SUV, a gift from my divorce, is getting on in age. It runs fine and serves me well but I have slowly began to plan for its replacement. This experience has been worse than the luggage debacle. Every single car, truck or SUV made by all manufactures all look exactly alike and have the exact same features. They are (with the unaffordable exceptions of the exotic supercars) small, ugly, under-powered, “safety” riddled, and filled with beeping, flashing, talking electronic garbage from a bad sci-fi nightmare. I do not require a backup camera, lane watch mechanisms, auto steering, radar cruise control, crash avoidance, heated seats, a bitchy voice telling me to buckle up, self-parking modes, tracking systems, a black box, Facebook, Bluetooth, chirping birds, or even airbags. Just give me a cup holder and a helluva lot of horsepower, please.

It looks like I will be settling for a 1975 F250 Ranger Hi-boy 4×4 with a carbureted 460. That, or a reconditioned AM General M939. Either of these will have the torque to pull any modern,wheeled suitcase monstrosity. One solution solves another.

Books, Seconds and Sequels

20 Sunday Mar 2016

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I hate to admit it but I have soooo many drafts and manuscripts in the hopper – about as many as I have draft articles for this site. Then again, I’m happy to have the material to work with.

Over the past few months I’ve gathered a bit of input from readers, suggestions for making The Happy Little Cigar Book even better. Thank you all. Some want more stories, some more recommendations. Many, if not most, want pictures. I am considering an expanded Second Edition – with pics! I’m also developing ideas for two (or more) Sequels of sorts.

In the existing book I tossed out the idea of Cigar Stories, wall to wall tales about cigars and the folks who smoke them. I’ve certainly heard and lived enough for another volume. Another possibility is a guide book to better cigar shops. I figure I can start in America and maybe later tour Europe for yet another edition.

A tour book would require extensive travel, considerable time and expense. As is I am pressed for sorely needed new equipment and software. A GoFundMe page might be in order. I’ll give that one some thought.

Then there are all the works in progress. You’ll need a new bookshelf before I’m done.

Cheers! Perrin.

Strange But True

10 Thursday Mar 2016

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People continue to amaze me with what amazes them about me. Here’s a short list of things folks (even those who know me well)  can’t believe or don’t want to believe when it comes to Perrin.

I don’t vote. I used to but I gave up on fairy tales. Three reasons: 1) I’m an anarchist, 2) I’m a neutral (hehe) political commentator, 3) it’s pointless.

I’m an anarchist. Really. I want no form of government anywhere near me. You can keep whatever you like, just keep it away from me. Bonus reason: I have been DEEP into the inner workings of government and seen what it really is – Satanism made visible. No thanks.

I don’t watch television. I have favorite shows but they’re from the 60s – 80s. I will watch golf or football or a John Wayne movie if I happen to catch one and have the time. I regularly miss entire series, whole runs of shows everyone is supposed to watch. I don’t miss them.

I don’t like (most) movies. They stink and I don’t have time. I do want to see the new Batman flick though….

I will watch any manner of entertainment my daughter directs me to. Wrapped around her finger I am.

I’ve never had to discipline my daughter. Sometimes it is the other way around. She’s perfect, I’m not. Odd, yes.

I dislike most fiction. A few classics I reread now and again. The rest generally pales in comparison to my own reality. Why bother?

I love solitude. Never once have I been lonely. Yes, I enjoy a variety of human interactions, but not nearly as much as my quiet time.

I do not play the lottery. I can add.

I don’t play games.

I can walk right up and pet just about any animal. No, your dog won’t bite me. I have an effect.

When even moderately healthy I am immune to microbes and most toxins.

I’d rather wake up early than stay up late. Really, I enjoy both.

I despise telephones. Or, at least, talking on them.

I’d prefer a cheap cigar over a cheap beer.

No, I really don’t want to go to that restaurant/mall/concert/stadium/church/any other crowded place.

These are but a glimpse of the Perrindox. I’m like an onion, healthy but I make one cry. Or, is it the layers? Eh? Hmmm.

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My frog is smarter than your candidate, more interesting than your television hero.

Headlines

14 Sunday Feb 2016

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Welcome to post number 400 at perrinlovett.me! Long live the blog!

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2016 promises to be a great year. I’m expecting at least another 100 articles as well as several more books. Ah, the future. Speaking of which, here’s a look ahead at some news headlines from February 14, 2066:

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Goodbye, Saint Valentine: Caliphate says ancient infidel holiday violates Sharia.

In the face of 87% unemployment Fed Chairman Harvey Goldwitz says, “economy never stronger, bankers never richer.”

GOP Senate supports new war effort; Democrats demand equality of MIC contract graft; location of conflict yet undecided, deemed trivial.

Jorge Bush, Jr. readies 2068 presidential campaign. Willie Obama-Clinton says DNC up to the challenge.

Justice served! Supreme Court rules old Constitution violates government’s ability to violate Constitution, strikes down entirely.

Palestinians and Israelis still fighting.

Supersize! 99.99% of Americans, 87% of World population now morbidly obese.

Scientists baffled at unnatural rate of healthy, athletic robots. Commission formed to study.

AI Senior Drone concerned humans could conceivably become fit and intelligent again. “Biggest threat to silicon life since EMP!”

Nashville: Last unencumbered private property owner shot dead by S.W.A.T. team as crowd cheers.

Super Bowl champion quarterback suspended for not wearing pink tutu during big game. Arrest expected this week.

Jesse Jackson III claims offense at lack of offensive occurrences.

Mumbling homeless midget awarded Noble Prize.

National IQ reaches new low, almost immeasurable; NASCAR fans still dumberest.

Wal-Mart sued after fat woman angered by something.

90% of children on food stamps, others to be retroactively aborted.

Al Sharpton still won’t pay taxes, brings back the sweatsuit.

Man shocked to find alligator in swimming pool. Alligator shocked to find man capable of walking outside.

With bankruptcy abolished and immortality potentially achievable, banks consider infinite mortgages: “Be a debt slave forever!”

Last university math department closes after 12 years without a single enrollment.

Three students actually graduate from New York City high schools – all promptly stoned to death by vagrants.

NASA budget spent on beer, Cheetos and lottery tickets – last astronauts abandoned on Mars starve. Public unconcerned.

Spokane residents outraged by temporary failure of city surveillance system: “We were free and unmonitored for two whole days!”

WHO and WWF agree to add slim, attractive people to extinction watch list.

Handicapped robots demand additional parking spaces.

Woman frustrated by her lack of traffic accident in past three years; automated auto blamed.

Only six highway bridges remain standing; Interstate system to be scrapped.

Unobtrusive, happy man discovered going about own business, relocated to mental ward.

As of June 1st failure to watch television to become felony.

Declassified CIA paper unequivocally shows 911 attack an inside, covert government program. Evangelists and voters still unconvinced.

Insurance foundation alarmed as first claim paid in decades: “That’s our money!”

Napping set to surpass eating as national pastime.

Woman sets world record – shops 367 days per year.

Politician eaten by wolf. Nobody believed him. Wolf hospitalized.

With guns, knives, and shoes outlawed, Brady Center takes aim at salt shakers, bird baths.

John McCain defends Afghan war, claims victory a mere millinia away.

Teachers union calls strike after 3rd graders request to learn something.

Book Burner given Congressional Metal, two tickets to Dollywood.

Man convicted of asserting innocence at criminal trial.

Small turtle declared king of Greater Somolia.

I’m not loving it: zombie expires after eating Big Mac.

Alien lands spaceship in Washington DC, shakes head repeatedly, leaves after four minutes.

Gorilla volunteers to teach Americans to read. Offer coldly rejected; gorilla depressed.

Average adolescent weighs 310 pounds, has never been outside.

Homeland Secretary assures frightened public National Parks only urban legend.

Dope fo tractah: da return of hip pop country.

Atheists dispute existence of sun, point to flatness of earth.

Diane Feinstein youngest, most attractive member of Congress.

With only 12% of European population native and working, refugees concerned about end of handouts and terror targets.

College professor praised for urinated on, then eating known Christian student.

Biloxi family chastised for raising polite, modest children.

New numerical order contemplated as National debt reaches 999 Centillion Dollars. Republicans promise upcoming debt ceiling increase will be the last.

Cat voted out of San Francisco mayor’s office in recall: refused gang tattoos.

In utero tattoo procedure allows babies to be born looking like trashy sailors.

40° below! Al Gore frozen solid while given latest global warming warning during blizzard.

Intravenous potato chip/malt liquor mixture approved for over-the-counter consumption. Anheuser-Lays stock soars.

Plutonians declare Donald Trump supreme overlord of solar system; Trump unimpressed, vows something louder, grander.

Pacific Ocean replaced with Pepsi Cola.

Couch potato suffers heart attack after remote control falls to floor, watch group demands action (not from us though).

Voodoo doctor surprised by water in stream, blames the patriarchy.

Gangsta wannabe tries knockout game with polar bear, funeral on Wednesday.

Chris Christy new spokesman for Weight Watchers. Just kidding – still fat.

Neighbors investigate horrible odor, discover city hall.

The band that refused to die: Rolling Stones on tour … again … still alive … forever…

Moris Dees admits being communist crackpot: “A joke gone viral, gone wrong.”

Feminist social warrior: “God is Hitler.”

Bernie Sanders visits North Korea, admits mistaken philosophy.

Ahead of 100th anniversary of Liberty attack no one remembers; Navy silence ordered.

Witches sacrifice calculator as simpletons look on.

Louis Farrakhan blames “blue eyed devils” for general lack of interest in posthumous autobiography.

Monica’s dress cleaned by mistake, Clinton library head fired.

Toothpicks join gold, canned goods, ducktape, self reliance and common sense on list of prohibited items.

John Hagee reads Bible, discovers lack of rapture; calls again for rapture anyway.

Speechwriter terminated after fact check reveals true statement in 2065 State of the Union speech.

USDA approves increase in allowable mutated rodent fecal matter in processed food, bans vegetables.

Computer malfunctions, catches fire after failed attempt to calculate lenght of Code of Federal Regulations.

Pope gives up, goes home.

Augusta, Georgia woman exhausted by breathing, demands government subsidies.

Tennessee: last known Confederate grave desecrated, replaced by check cashing store.

Man confused by giant, cloud-like things in sky; FBI offers to hold hand.

House Committee ponders 100% income tax for top 100% of earners.

Thomas Jefferson miraculously returns from death, visits local shopping center to converse with locals, promptly commits suicide.

“Normalcy” added to APA-DSM 7 list of chronic disorders.

November election predicted to be biggest con job to date: voters dumber than sh!t.

Curmudgeon speaks: Perrin Lovett, nearing 100, still hates the government; credits cigars and insanity with long life.

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Too much? Nah, you know me. Good night and God bless.

All But Dissertation

24 Thursday Dec 2015

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A.B.D. has special meaning in the academic world. It stands for All But Dissertation and means a scholar has completed all work towards his PhD except for the final review of his primary research project. Universities advertise many professorships as open to ABDs so long as the candidate meets the other job requirements. Dissertation approval and granting of the actual degree is, of course, necessary.

I know this because I have applied for scores of academic jobs only to be declined every time. According to the American Bar Association a JD is equivalent to a PhD for teaching purposes. Most hiring committees have a different view. In reality they want a professor with a terminal degree in the exact discipline taught. I almost exclusively applied for political science positions so I understand my handicap. That, and my personal political philosophy is at odds with most American faculties: me, anarchist; them, communist.

At any rate I am not hurt in the least by this quandary. In fact, I’m kind of happy about it. I’m not alone either. There is a glut of advanced degrees out there destroying the market. There are shocking figures about PhDs taking jobs as waiters, bartenders and truckers. Others turn to alternative disciplines. My writing career is my alternative to teaching and to law.

Gary North faced a similar situation decades ago. He just wrote an enlightening and somewhat damning article on the experience.

Certification vs. competence: Which is it to be? Of course, it would be nice to have both, but Christian colleges are strapped financially, and they cannot afford both. In fact, given the nature of bureaucracies, especially academic bureaucracies, they cannot be sure of anything except certification. There are no measurements of academic competence that are easily examined, since each field is so specialized that aging faculty members are hardly able to judge the competence of their younger, more energetic colleagues. If anything, competence in the classroom is a threat to the self-esteem of those who are tenured, and who also make the decisions. But certification upgrades their departments, and therefore lends prestige to them. What those doing the hiring really want is to hire new men with superb credentials and only mediocre performance subsequent to the earning of those credentials.

When I Didn’t Get Hired, North, Dec. 22, 2015.

Still, part of me wants a PhD in political science – political philosophy, specifically. I see three avenues for achieving this goal. I could return to school and earn a degree. I wrote a short time ago of my last failed attempt to do this. I spent seven years earning the two diplomas I have now. They sit in a box somewhere. This strategy isn’t likely to succeed. Neither is the second option – being gifted an honorary doctorate. I suppose I will have to wait and see if some university values my contributions to the liberty movement or my literary achievements enough for recognition.

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BBA, JD, fishing tackle, etc.

I’m leaning towards option three – claiming or manufacturing a PhD. This is a very popular trend. Americans by the thousands are buying degrees online from diploma mills. Some use these credentials for fraudulent or criminal purposes. Not me. I’m putting my fraud out there now, before the fact. Nothing to hide. And for the degree I want I think I’ve already done the required research and work.

Some college professors admit that many of the “fake” degrees are not so far off the mark anyway. Many who pass successfully through “real” schools come out as dumb as they went in.

Here is my current idea. I may look through the political theory class offerings at MIT’s free course website and see how my experience and skills stack up. I may need a little legitimate brushing up. Then I will simply grant myself a title and print up a diploma. It can keep its predecessors company in that box – if I can find it …

As a Doctor of Law I can already proclaim myself “Dr. Lovett.” I do not but I might. I just might. Let’s just say I’m a JD, PhD (ABD).

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All Bear Dissertation …

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