I met a cartoonist named Bing in 1984. She worked at an advertising agency in New York City. She had all the right credentials for a young woman of the era. She came from a good family, her diploma said “Columbia University”, she lived in Manhattan, was single, had a job, and no kids. She was exactly what every liberal university wanted in a graduate, e…
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