We use the tools of modern-day p'shat to recover ancient Scripture.

I couch-surfed in my Portland friends' guest rooms (I had a key ring that looked like it belonged to a janitor) while I tried to reinvent myself.

And I'm talking about seconds that mean so much! that will let us rewrite our histories—unwrite the letters that Allie wrote near that time; unwrite her time on the beach with Johnny; make us both virgins exactly as I'd seen it then; unwrite my times with Barbara, my phone conversations, letters, years of druggy dreams of her, and my revenge story and all of Allie's times with Lemaster.

This is what I love about R4 - lookism goes out the window. But in comes voicism. Don't even consider a career in radio if you're from Toxteth or the Gorbals.