Herschel Farbman

15 March 2011

What brought me to the Whineys that night was pure desperation—the hope of catching a glimpse, in my fellow unhonored attendees, of something that remained catastrophically obscure to me in myself. For much of the preceding eleven years, I had been laid out behind drawn blinds, listening to sportstalk radio as if to the voices of angels, and I was looking for an end to this. More…