The great Irish joiant, Fann Mac Cuil, lived to be a middle-aged man, without ever meeting his match, and so he was as proud as a paycock.

I was managing editor of the newspaper in my home town in Missouri — the place where my lifelong friends and my parents lived, where my kids could walk to the neighborhood school, where I had built what I thought was my forever house, where the golf course on which I played forgave my scattergun shots.

Members often become very involved in such groups, and react negatively when they are denied membership in such groups (cyberostracism, see Chapter 3).

Grab the mic and I drop my cheffer