I shall tell you a thing or two about old Wyoming

I was informed—close to my deadline I shall add—that through a clerical error or sheer malaise a “know your enemy” article went unpenned this week and since I rely not on so-called “research” (my mind is like unto a mink trap) and am able to tap out 60 words-per-minute on my Hansen Writing Ball (with no errors—correction fluid is not covered by my employer), I was to fill the void with some facts and figures about old Wyoming. Well, this old press-man is always up for a challenge, and I do not require the writing crutch of “the inter-net”.