The Mirror Test

(Syllogisms, polite fish, and bunk)
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This week, large chunks of America have been assaulted by a brutal heat wave, or, as we like to call it here in the American South, “summer.”

(For some reason, when winter comes along, we don’t get cold waves: we get cold snaps, or cold fronts. Conversely, we never have heat snaps or hot fronts, unless you’re on fire. I don’t know why hot and cold can’t use the same vocabulary. Congress could look into it … and they probably will.)

And so, in an...