To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: M.B.
Date: September 28, 2003
You rule!
Up until a couple of minutes ago, I didn’t know such a word existed!
M.B.
New York
Correspondence From Allies, Adversaries, Friends, and Strangers
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: M.B.
Date: September 28, 2003
You rule!
Up until a couple of minutes ago, I didn’t know such a word existed!
M.B.
New York
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Michael Villers
Date: August 19, 2003
Thanks for printing the end-of-article corrections regarding the meaning of the phrase “Whiz wit’” and how many kinds of cheeses are available at Pat’s (and Geno’s, for that matter).
But the most important “true fact” missing from reports in this more-full-of-holes-than-the-cheese-in-question attempt to undermine Sen. John F. Kerry is that Swiss cheese as an option for cheesesteaks is available at virtually any deli or corner grocery store with a grill anywhere in Philadelphia.
Pat’s and Geno’s are conveyor-belt operations designed to get through the post-bar-closing crowds as quickly as possible, so limited choices are the order of the day. But anywhere else, all you gotta’ do is ask.
And anyway, when did it become an oddity to eat Swiss cheese with beef?
Michael Villers
Philadelphia
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Greg Mack
Date: August 19, 2003
I’m a Philadelphian too, and like you, I haven’t been to Pat’s or Geno’s in years, save for with the occasional client from out of town who wants to go there and doesn’t get the hint when I try to talk him out of it for an hour. [See “Cheesesteak-gate,” at The Rittenhouse Review, August 18.]
The worst part of this whole deal is the Don Russell thing. Does this idiot actually get paid?
If he’s not making a fool of himself (and the rest of Philadelphia) writing about the cheesesteak thing, he seems to be the reporter the Philadelphia Daily News assigns to do those stupid articles where he rips the city that a Philly team in playing in the playoffs, i.e. “Yeah, so the Buccaneers kicked the Eagles’ ass. At least we don’t live down there with all those mosquitos and blue hairs.” You know, stupid stuff like that.
I do like your blog, though. We don’t agree on much – if anything -- politically but I like the Philly angle and you’re a hell of a writer even though we disagree.
I agree with you that White Dog is a great restaurant. Among other things, I like it because there’s never a line for the “Republicans” bathroom.
Greg Mack
Philadelphia
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Shawnee Kizzire
Date: August 3, 2003
Not only was I told I looked like the wreck of the Hesperus, I also was told I looked like I had been “dragged through a knot-hole backwards.”
How do these things get around?
My mother was from Minneapolis.
Shawnee Kizzire
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
That’s a new one on me. But based on the e-mail generated by my “Wreck of the Hesperus” post, I’m betting I’ll hear from dozens of readers whose mothers said the same thing.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Tracy MacShane
Date: August 4, 2003
From the antipodean side of the pond (New Zealand), I am pleased to announce that my mother says with regular monotony that I and various other benighted types look like the “Wreck of the Hesperus.” [See: “ Did Your Mother Say This?”, The Rittenhouse Review, July 30.]
She can even recite parts of the poem (along with that other classic, the “Rime of the Ancient Mariner”).
My (slightly tongue-in-cheek) theory is that our Irish grandparents were so traumatized by the sea journeys to their new countries that these poems became of particular resonance to them. My Irish grandmother arrived in New Zealand in the `40s. While the voyage wouldn’t have been as onerous as for those poor steerage folks of the 19th century, I’m sure it was no picnic, what with the memories of U-boats fresh in everyone’s minds.
Thank you for letting me know it isn’t only my family’s oddity!
Tracy MacShane
Wellington, New Zealand
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
“Oddity”? In our house, phrases like that one, and there were legion, passed for normality.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: S. Gale Dick sgdick@debevoise.com
Date: August 14, 2003
I like your blog and find your commentaries to be generally smarter and more interesting than the average blog.
But I sense a note of the self-aggrandizement that seems to be so irrestistable to bloggers.
Why would you brag about your language proficiency on line?
Why would you subtitle your blog “Philadelphia’s journal of politics, finance, ethics, and culture”?
Stay humble, my friend.
S. Gale Dick
New York
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
That’s all part of the fun, my friend. I’m sorry if you don’t get the joke.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: C.R.
Date: August 12, 2003
I have to tell you about my experience with the coin rule.
I once was employed as a teller in a now defunct bank in Philadelphia. A gentleman came in with two cloth bags filled with pennies. The head teller informed him that he would have to wrap all of the pennies and provided him with few hundred wrappers. Another requirement was that the depositor's account number had to be written on each wrapper.
The gentleman went over to the customer service waiting area and proceeded to wrap $122.50 worth of pennies!
He then returned to my window to make his deposit. The coin counter was located directly behind me on the rear counter. (You can see where this is going). The head teller then came to my window and began to break open all of the wrappers the gentleman had just wrapped, right in front of him!
I will never forget the look on his face. Despite my best efforts, I could not stop laughing, and ended up being reprimanded for laughing at the situation in front of the customer.
I still get a good laugh whenever I think about it.
C.R.
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Is there a provision in Pennsylvania law for justifiable assault, because if the customer in question opted to beat the crap out of the head teller, I think he’d meet the hypothetical requirements.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Jennifer Nicholson Graham
Date: August 6, 2003
I just came across The Rittenhouse Review and saw a recent post -- “Fawning Over Coulter” -- in which you linked to my essay in the Philadelphia Daily News on Ann Coulter, “What Would Ann Coulter Eat?”
Thank you so much! Your site is wonderful -- both its design and content -- and I was flattered for the mention.
Warmest regards,
Jennifer Nicholson Graham
Philadelphia Daily News
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Thank you, Ms. Graham, for your kind remarks. They are much appreciated.
I’m grateful, as well, that your colleague, Beth Gillin of the Philadelphia Inquirer, who on the sane same day published a shockingly fawning profile of the aforementioned Coulter, “Coulter, Sweetly Disembowling the Left Wing,” is a good sport and sent to me similarly positive comments that I cannot, for reasons I someday hope will become clear, cannot be republished here at this time.
To: The Poor Man, Body and Soul, and The Rittenhouse Review
From: Arne Adolfsen [adolfsen@earthlink.net ]
Date: July 16, 2003
You wrote, in response to J. Capazzola [sic]’s riff on Norwegians (and by extension my) personal hygiene, this:
“I’m sorry, but the Norwegians may know what they are doing on this one. Listen: Norway’s a cold place. How cold? I don’t know, but pretty fucking cold, I can tell you that much. And where there’s cold weather, you can bet there’ gonna be polar bears.”
And Mr. Capazzola [sic] labelled [sic] you some kind of jeeenyus (TM) for that comment. (Mr. Capazzola’s [sic] wide-eyed-with-astonishment-betcha-didn’t-know-this comment about Scandinavians having founded the city of Kiev -- this after his self-congratulatory comment that he’s researched the history of the Scandinavian countries, and even looked into their languages, and really, really, really wants to travel there some day. (I’ll note here only that he hasn’t deigned to answer my email that the Swedes (mostly) who founded both the Russian and Ukrainian states, and founded Kiev, which he found so astonishing that he had to write about it, and Novgorod and who knows how many other Russian and Ukrainian cities, referred to themselves in their own language as the “Rus[.]” Gosh, where did the word “Russia” come from? Let’s ask Jim! He’ll tell us based on some over-elaborated and -- for non-Philadelphians -- terminally skippable post about some Philadelphia thing or other, along with fey semi-comments about his clinical depression and multiple fatal conditions. Jeesh! You’re the only person on earth with 1) clinical depression, and 2) one or more mortal diseases! I’ll have to alert my parents, a couple of my cousins, my lover, several co-workers, and probably lots of tourists I try to shove out of the way in Hollywood as I’m going to work.
Feh. I hate bloggers who just bounce idiotic crap around from site to site (“well, X said y, and here’s what I think about y”; oh, well, “X” said “y”, and here at “h” we say “y” is the Golden Standard and here’s what I think about what “X” said).
All AVERAGE (day and night, combined and averaged) temperatures are given in Fahrenheit measurements from www.worldclimate.com:
This is the average temperature, in Fahrenheit, for Oslo from 1816-1991
Jan: 24.3 Feb: 25.2 March:30.9 Apr: 39.9 May: 50.5 June: 58.8 July: 62.4 August: 59.7 Sept: 52.0 Oct: 42.4 Nov: 32.9 Dec: 26.8 Year: 42.1
And here’s polar-bear ridden Edinburgh between 1764 and 1960:
Jan: 37.2 Feb: 38.5 March: 40.5 Apr: 44.8 May: 49.8 June: 55.4 July: 58.5 August: 57.7 Sept: 53.8 Oct: 47.7 Nov: 41.5 Dec: 38.7 Year: 46.9
Oh, and from their igloos, fighting off polar bears and saber-tooth tigers with pitch-and-resin torches, not to mention fighting away those menacing mastodons, the unfortunate residents of Chicago have announced that their average temperatures between 1873 and 1988 were:
Jan: 24.8 Feb: 27.5 March: 36.7 Apr: 48.0 May: 58.8 June: 68.5 July: 74.1 August: 73.0 Sept: 66.0 Oct: 54.7 Nov: 41.0 Dec: 29.5 Year: 50.2
And those cave people bereft of heat and light in Paris! What can you do but sigh, shed a tear, and move on when confronted with the average temperatures for Paris from 1981-1990 figures:
Jan: 38.7 Feb: 38.7 March: 45.1 Apr: 49.5 May: 56.7 June: 61.7 July: 66.2 Aug: 65.7 Sept: 61.0 Oct: 54.5 Nov: 45.1 Dec: 41.4 Year: 52.2
And, gosh, those folks unfortunate enough to huddle in Budapest must be really miserable (or were from 1953 to 1990):
Jan: 29.1 Feb: 33.1 March: 41.7 Apr: 51.6 May: 60.6 June: 66.2 July: 69.6 Aug: 68.5 Sept: 61.5 Oct: 51.6 Nov: 40.6 Dec: 33.4 Year: 50.7
Hell’s-bells, you’d freeze in Oslo unless you were eaten by a polar bear first. You’d be SO MUCH warmer in Budapest, where I guess you’d be eaten by a Black Sea sturgeon thrown-off the track by one of Condoleeeeezzzzza (I can’t remember how many e’s or z’s) Rice’s warnings of WMD terr’rist combat units who’ve infiltrated/spread around the US. Oh, wait. She hasn’t any such announcement. Err, am I halucinnating [sic] that the Bush Jr. administration is acting responsibly?
>>Eeeooooweeeeeooooooweeeeeooooo<<
You will give up your brain for the next ten minutes.
>>Eeeooooweeeeeooooooweeeeeooooo<<
Ummm, where am I? Uhhhh...color me Pale Apricot to match my bedroom’s off-white walls according to Asscrack’s terr’rism alert color symbology. I can’t think of one of them (Bush Jr.’s cabinet folks) who I’d even consent to share a football setting for a picnic with. I think they’re all completely corrupt.
Still, total stupidity about the climate in Norway by self-proclaimed pundits is truly embarrassing and sheds -- in my opinion -- an EXTREMELY suspect light on ALL bloggers who have unthinkingly linked to this dunderheaded thepoorman post.
Arne Adolfsen
Los Angeles
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Sorry about that, readers. Mr. Adolfsen apparently really, really needed to get that out. He was up all night writing it.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Arne Adolfsen [adolfsen@earthlink.net ]
Date: July 16, 2003
Better yet, did you know that the Vikings who settled in Russia and the Ukraine -- mostly Swedes; my Norwegian ancestors went south (Normandy), southwest (Scotland, England, Ireland) and west (Iceland -- actually, the first couple waves of Norwegian settlement of Iceland were made up largely of men of Norwegian origin/ancestry settled in Ireland along with their Irish Celtic wives, which explains the appearance of Irish names like Ciartan in Icelandic -- Kjartan) -- called themselves “Rus”? (What a convoluted sentence! But what an interesting factoid!)
And why don’t my Norwegian cousins change their underpants more often? Shudder. The two Norwegian nationals I’ve slept with in my adult career as the very model of a modern homosexual had clean shorts on (for part of the evening, anyway) as far as I could tell at the time. I guess I should have been more attentive. Maybe Norwegians changed their undies more often 20 years ago than they do now? (They did, didn’t they? Pretty please?)
By the way, I really love your blog. We have similar, but just different enough to make it interesting, takes on things.
Arne Adolfsen
Los Angeles
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Melanie Mattson
Date: July 14, 2003
The cicada invasion was in 1987. I was in Washington then and still am, so I look forward to the return of the 17-year cicada next summer.
Actually, I’m not looking forward to it, as I found it quite dreadful on the last go-round.
I moved to Washington, got married in 1986 (that date is memorable), and now-ex-hubby and I were just getting ready to put our house on the market in April 1987.
I was actually walking to the subway to go downtown and see a client the morning they emerged. The ex and I had been up all night dealing with printer problems for my client presentation that morning. Having given up on thinking of sleep at about 5 a.m., he turned to painting window frames, and I helped until it was time to head downtown.
We watched them all emerge from the ground, which was eerie enough, and climb onto trees to dry and change color, which was past wierd, and then there was the sound!
Funny you should bring this up now. On my way out to the parking lot to get in the car yesterday, I was remembering horror and doing the math in my head to figure out when we were going to have to deal with it again. Next year. Maybe I’ll move to Ohio for the summer.
Melanie Mattson
Falls Church, Va.
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
I forgot about the crawling out of the ground part. Fortunately I missed that aspect last time around. I wonder how people in earlier times interpreted that event!
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Tom Benjamin
Date: June 13, 2003
Kevin Briand’s letter [Ed.: See “David Frum: Wayward Child,” below.] wondering how David Frum became David Frum struck a real chord for this Canadian.
Frum’s mother was a fine journalist with a wonderful presence. She was truly beloved.
Via this link you will find a CBC archive that includes many of her more memorable moments, including her interviews with Margaret Thatcher, Nelson Mandela, and Mordecai Richler.
I’m sure she’s spinning in her grave.
Tom Benjamin
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: “L”
Date: June 12, 2003
Bravo, Jim!
I've been following your blog for quite a while now, but I'm quite new to blogging myself, and it was only a couple of days ago that I stumbled into this mess by accident (not involved myself; just wound up reading about it -- in that horrifically fascinated way that one can't help but stare at a car wreck).
Anyway, people who know your blog know better than to believe that kind of screed. In fact, reasonable people who don't know your blog still know better than to believe that kind of screed. I'll happily continue linking to you.
Best wishes,
“L” (Name withheld by request.)
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Max
Date: May 21, 2003
You seem to know a good deal of the history, but this old Catholic Encyclopedia article may be instructive [See "Married Priests in Iceland," The Rittenhouse Review, May 20.]:
Finally, in 1123, at the First Lateran Council, an enactment was passed (confirmed more explicitly in the Second Lateran Council, can. vii) which, while not in itself very plainly worded, was held to pronounce the marriages contracted by subdeacons or ecclesiastics of any of the higher orders to be invalid (contracta quoque matrimonia ab hujusmodi personis disjungi…judicamus -- can. xxi).
This may be said to mark the victory of the cause of celibacy. Henceforth all conjugal relations on the part of the clergy in sacred orders were reduced in the eyes of canon law to mere concubinage. Neither can it be pretended that this legislation, backed, as it were, by the firm and clear pronouncements of the Fourth Council of Lateran in 1215, and later by those of the Council of Trent, remained any longer a dead letter. Laxity among the clergy at certain periods and in certain localities must undoubtedly be admitted, but the principles of the canon law remained.
The only thing Lyndewode makes clear, quoted above, is that the English Church in the 15th century refused to recognize the existence of any such entity as the priest's "wife." It knew of nothing but concubinage and denied to these any legal right whatever or any claim upon the property of the partner of their guilt.
Basically, priests were breeding through the 17th century. The practice became increasingly scandalous -- and rare -- with time. Nonetheless, it remained common in rural areas, particularly those isolated from Rome. Legally, of course, there was no such thing as a priest's wife, but whether called a concubine or not, her sons often inherited the land/position of the father.
I wish I could think of a good book on the subject, but this was not my specialty when I studied such things. Le Roy Ladurie's book Montaillou gives a somewhat sensational (but entertaining) picture of village life in the late middle ages. It is based on the inquisition records of Jacques Pamiers, which are a fantastic source -- and some of them are on-line here.
You might also look into Natalie Zemon Davis and Carlo Ginzburg if you are interested in semi-anthropological accounts of pre-modern village life -- which is the context that clerical marriage needs to be viewed in, not councils in Rome.
Max
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Kevin Briand
Date: May 20, 2003
After reading today's post about David Frum, I was reminded (again) of how far he falls short of the standards set by his mother. [See "David Frum: Swimming With the Fishes," The Rittenhouse Review, May 21.]
His mother, Barbara Frum, was one of the most respected and influential woman journalists that Canada ever had (though she was born in Niagara Falls, N.Y.).
To really appreciate just what an idiot he is, you need to realize that he didn't just crawl out of the woodwork. In fact, he had a highly respected, admired, and competent role model to facilitate his future career.
Those of us who can remember what a quality journalist she was are truly saddened and disgusted whenever we come across the latest contribution from her son (whom I'm increasingly convinced was adopted).
Information about Barbara Frum can be found at this CBC website.
Kevin Briand
Houston
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Chris Lark
Date: May 22, 2003
Could you please elaborate more on your beef with "Buffy The Vampire Slayer"? [See "There Truly is a God," TRR, May 19.]
Was it actually worse than "Xena:Warrior Princess," "Sabrina The Teenage Witch," "La Femme Nikita," and "Charmed"?
Also how do you argue with this point I constantly hear from Buffy's female fans?: It gave young women a role model to identify themselves with on TV. Buffy was a true modern heroine who wasn't a slut or a bimbo.
Am I fan of Buffy? Not exactly. Will I take her over, oh, let's say Ally McBeal? Oh yeah.
One last question before I go, how come Joss Whedon and David E. Kelley get to make big TV shows and we don't?
Chris Lark
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
I don't know why you don't make "big TV shows," but the reason I don't is because I'm just too damned lazy.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Bruce Webb
Date: May 22, 2003
Although my graduate training was in medieval history, my particular emphasis was Britain before 1066, and so while I am not an expert on the subject of Icelandic priestly celibacy and marriage or cohabitation, I do have some background in this area. [See "Married Priests in Iceland," The Rittenhouse Review, May 20.]
First I would refer to you this article, which explains that Pope Alexander VI, elevated in 1490, was the father of the Borgias -- yes, those Borgias -- and openly secured riches and lucrative offices for his many children.
And while the Icelandic Bishop Jón Arason may have been ignorant of the finer points of the Second Lateran Council, presumably some of his near-contemporaries at the Vatican were at least vaguely aware of the strictures incumbent on priests.
Although Alexander VI was not typical for Roman Pontiffs he was fairly representative for the clergy at the time. The point you have missed, but one that is clear on first examination of the texts, is that clerical celibacy is not at all about sex, it is about marriage. And even more clear is that in medieval Europe marriage was not about sex, it was about legitimacy, which means inheritance.
The one constant of medieval history is the attempt by king and bishop alike to keep property from being permanently alienated from their control. Property rights that initially were granted in return for a specific service (whether war or preaching) were constantly being transformed into inheritable property. While on the whole this was a losing battle for kings, who gradually had their income base shifted from property to taxes, it largely was won by the Church.
Property that accrued to the church remained under its control. And while there are multiple examples of "nephews" of high clergy being granted lucrative clerical offices, the principle of clerical celibacy prevented large chunks of property being permanently alienated.
To your specific example, note that your quote was "priests commonly lived with women and had children." Now there is nothing in that that implies "marriage." And my reading leads me to conclude that priests openly cohabitating and procreating with women was rather the norm than the exception in Western Europe, particularly as you move down the income scale. And, generally, where property rights were not at risk, the Church really didn't care.
Bruce Webb
Everett, Wash.
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Thank you for your interesting and informative letter.
As relates to the example of married or cohabitating Icelandic priests in the 16th century, as discussed in A Brief History of Iceland, by Gunnar Karlsson, I presumed, probably incorrectly as you imply, that the phase "priests commonly lived with women" implied marriage.
However, lacking access to Karlsson's text in the original Icelandic, I cannot offhandedly determine what the author actually wrote. I suppose I am filtering the English translation by Anna Yates through a decidedly 21st century view, keeping in mind that this is a book that runs to just 72 pages, implying a need for Yates to be brief and concise.
I think a definitive finding on this matter would require an investigation into the prevalence of cohabitation in Iceland during the period, among the clergy and the populace at large, but that is a topic for another day.
I must disagree, however, with your point that "clerical celibacy is not at all about sex, it is about marriage." This may have been true centuries ago, but I don't think this notion applies to the Church today. But that, too, is a topic for another day.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Mark Gisleson
Date: May 20, 2003
I'll keep reading The Rittenhouse Review, but I'm sorry I gave in and started checking out TRR, per your cajoling.
Now that I know you didn't like "Buffy The Vampire Slayer," I will always think less of you and your opinions. [See "There Truly is a God," TRR, May 19.]
In a one-on-one contest with Sen. Rick Santorum (R-Pa.), you'd have my vote (if I lived in Pennsylvania), but otherwise I have to question your decision-making process.
If you are saying that 99.99% of all TV is rot, that's one thing, but "Buffy" was clearly in the top 0.01%.
Let me stand in solidarity with my young blonde comrade, as you should as well: vampires, demons, Satan, Karl Rove, the GOP...What's the difference?
Mark Gisleson
St. Paul, Minn.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Michael Siegel
Date: May 21, 2003
There is a historical parallel to what which recently has been going on in the Catholic Church that has been largely ignored. [See "Married Priests in Iceland," The Rittenhouse Review, May 20.]
A very similar situation occurred in China and Japan in Buddhist monasteries. (A good account is given in Bernard Faure's The Red Thread.) Priest and monks often took young boys as sexual partners.
Now, the interesting thing is that in many sects, Japanese monks and priests are now allowed to marry. This perhaps solved the problem of molestation, but introduced new ones as well.
Traditionally, the teacher had passed his lineage on to his best student. Once monks had families, however, it became a matter of course to pass it on through the family. Priesthood became a fairly lucrative profession, a "trade" like anything else. Many say this has degraded the practice.
Michael Siegel
Newton, Mass.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Curtiss Leung
Date: May 21, 2003
I'm glad someone is willing to go against the grain and say out loud what I've been thinking for a while: "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" is garbage. [See "There Truly is a God," TRR: The Lighter Side of Rittenhouse, May 19.]
It's teen porn with intellectual pretensions.
I visit your main site regularly, but this is the first time I've looked at "TRR The Lighter Side." I'll make a point to be back.
Signed,
Curtiss Leung
Brooklyn, N.Y.
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: Andrew W. Cohen
Date: May 21, 2003
The timing of Warren Buffett's recent Washington Post op-ed may be spot on. [See: "A Rational Voice Amid the Cacophony of Absurdity," The Rittenhouse Review, May 21.]
I assume he's trying to get fellow Nebraskan Sen. Ben Nelson (D) to change his vote on the bill that comes out of conference.
Signed,
Andrew W. Cohen
Assistant Professor of History
Maxwell School of Citizenship and Public Affairs
Syracuse University
Syracuse, N.Y.
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Ah...Very good point. I think you're right. And I hope it works!
To: The Rittenhouse Review
From: "Kaspu" kas2416@yahoo.com
Date: May 20, 2003
Never in all my born days, have I ever, ever, seen a more self-referential blog than yours.
Signed,
"Kaspu"
Jim Capozzola of The Rittenhouse Review responds:
Thanks for visiting the site. And so often! I'm glad you're enjoying it.
"Kaspu," by the way, for readers unaware, is a psuedonym for a little -- and I mean that -- swamp monster otherwise known as the Babylonian Sewer Rat, who, despite his self-styled he-man insult-flinging, likes to hide behind fake names. When and why the little rat developed his unrequited schoolgirl crush on me has not yet been determined.