“If there’s ever been an example of a Libertarian pig, that’s Christopher,” he said. “He’s his own person, he doesn’t want overregulation—all the things that Libertarians look for. He’s a free spirit.” That he was. One time Howard looked out the upstairs window from the spare bedroom he uses as his office. “Ah, there goes so-and-so,” he thought, noting a passing jogger. “There goes such-and-such in her car…. There goes Chris.” Wait! Chris? We both ran outside.
