You know that old line, if you haven’t got anything nice to say about someone, come sit next to me.
Hey, I’d like to hear some juicy trash, too, but I’ve gotta be careful who I ask to sit down, they might want to talk shit about me.
People talking shit reminds me, The Rockaway Times turns seven on Saturday. Way back, they told me newspapers were dead and lots of other newspapers had tried only to last as long as Lime Bikes. They told me some people might say mean things (i.e. talk shit) and try to sabotage you. They were right. Quick thought: I understand the temptation, but is there ever a...