All Dickmans, All the Time

It was inevitable--the Dickman Brothers ("I'm Matthew!" "I'm Michael!" "No, I'm Michael!" "Did we fool you?" "Want to see us do it again?") made the New Yorker, with a lengthy profile by Rebecca Mead.
And of course, Michael Schiavo is right there with them.


4 Comments:
None of these names mean anything to me Greg - but just wanted to say that your President is on his way to see us!
Ugh. That's all I can say about that. Ugh.
Word verification: emess
how perfect e-mess.
i'm not reading the article just because I can choose not to.
i read it and rather wished i hadn't afterwards....
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