El Mindo Blanco

There is, I suppose, still some cachet in certain fashionable circles to be had from a Norman Mailer byline. However, a newspaper as prestigious as the Times of London really ought to know better — the poor man hasn’t written anything of any vigor since the 1970s. Anyway, he has a column today, so I’ll give you three grafs (and let you decide if you can stomach reading all of it). Here you go:

The key question remains