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Gerry Goldstein: A pox on curses

I owe Jason Varitek a poem. Driven by the curse of a brain cramp the size of Fenway Park, I attributed his recent bad luck, in getting fired from his Red Sox coaching job, to another significant Sox catcher, Carlton Fisk. I wondered why, in a mass firing related to the sacking of Manager Alex […]

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Gerry Goldstein: In Trump’s era, who’s the real crackpot?

Psychologically speaking, I am off-kilter. I suffer from a variety of maladies, including tyrannophobia, authoritophobia, politicophobia, and TAD. Coincidentally (or not), these conditions arose concurrently with the ascendance of His Royal Vileness, Donald J. Trump, to the highest office in our land. That’s where TAD –Trump Anxiety Disorder – comes in. Never before have I […]

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