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This story begins to feel like a rabbit hole, a sinkhole, a black hole — or some combination of those phenomena. Like the irascible diagnostician Dr. Gregory House of the eponymous TV series, I want to lurch to my chalkboard so as to scribble mad notes with interconnecting arrows all over it. Or lay about me with my cane. Or take some serious painkillers. Preferably all three. At once. As Bob Dylan sings, “The people just get uglier, and I have no sense of time.” […]
With the woebegone “art expert” David W. Streets, another original member of the team, now thoroughly discredited, and with the team’s “photography expert” Patrick Alt having recently started to change his mind about Adams’s authorship of the negatives (after earlier concluding his active involvement with Team Norsigian’s campaign), said cohort presently includes no one with any knowledge of photography or art. Not surprisingly, that ignorance is all over this report, whose announced purpose is the debunking of any attribution of these negatives to Earl Brooks. […]
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Thought for the Day Ignorance is a condition; dumbness is a commitment.
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Team Norsigian Accentuates the Negative (17)
This story begins to feel like a rabbit hole, a sinkhole, a black hole — or some combination of those phenomena. Like the irascible diagnostician Dr. Gregory House of the eponymous TV series, I want to lurch to my chalkboard so as to scribble mad notes with interconnecting arrows all over it. Or lay about me with my cane. Or take some serious painkillers. Preferably all three. At once. As Bob Dylan sings, “The people just get uglier, and I have no sense of time.” […]