Habeas Corruptus

My father, who just turned 70, called from the mountains the other day.  He’d been watching television again, always a bad sign.  “What the hell is this Max Jackoff business?”
“Dad, what are you talking about?”
“It’s all in the news.  Never heard of him before.  Some sort of man-boy.  Singer.  Runs around on stage making chirping […]