August. Cicadas are singing. Heat waves hang on like ants after a picnic. Coronavirus rages like it’s April all over again (in this stupid country, anyway). The presidential election features the world’s most protected criminal going up against a couple of corrupt cops. Luck remains but a rumor in the realm of the James Dolan-led Knicks, though other MSG nation-states enjoy the occasional drop of providence. As for those Knicks, it’s that time of year where every move they make is grist for the “LOL dumb Knicks always star-hunting messiah free agents” atrocity mill.
P&T August mailbag invite
