Welcome Tom Nashe.

A note from Ted Riich:  Here it is. I don’t have the – let’s use the Greek word – spla&gxna for this, the guts for political tough-and-rumble. I’m just not consistently angry enough, or I don’t enjoy my anger enough – it turns too easily to gall. So, in the interests of health and safety (mine), I’m turning “Go Around Back” over to my friend Tom Nashe. He’s ten years older than I am – so ten years angrier or inured to gall? Yet, however choleric, he’s been gracious enough to take GAB off my hands. It’s the right time, he allows: He’s retiring at the end of this academic year; he has nothing to lose and needs something to do.

I’m going to stick with the ambiguity of “The Ambiguities.” (Hey! – click here.)

Tom claims his own politics are non-existent, but that means, I think, only that he belongs to no party but the anti-hypocrisy party, no movement but the don’t talk about the poor, if you don’t know any – and I’m not including your maid or the kid behind the corner at 7-11 you asked how he was doing last Thursday while you were searching for change; and that you volunteered in a shelter once is no qualification whatsoever.

For the past ten years, Tom has lived in a single room and given away every penny he didn’t spend for food, dog food, books (or storage for books), or travel.  Moreover, he gave not one of those pennies to any “thing” with a board.

Tom has been advising – or taking potshots at – GAB all along; so he knows how to do everything I’ve tried to do. Here’s the best of the deal: He starts tomorrow with a first entry to a new dictionary of political, cultural, and commercial terms. Watch and you’ll learn what “glass ceiling” really means.

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Since Nashe has NO independent web presence, I’ll continue to publish Go Around Back and accept all flak . . . which I will, however, ignore and hand to him as directly as possible.