January 12, 2012
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Though the more embarrassing stages of infatuation have been largely quashed, I still wish you would mentor me; take me under your wing and coach me so thoroughly in the ways of being a public intellectual that, were you ever attacked in the press, I would be morally obligated to defend you. Naturally, people would dismiss my defense, protesting that I had been your protege and therefore incapable of producing objective commentary on your character, but their complaints would only draw further attention to our alliance. You would write to tell me you had seen and appreciated my statement, or perhaps it would remain unspoken, like my deep and inexplicable love for you. now, when we see each other, i am less rattled, more coherent. but i still make sure my clothes are perfect.