Diary of a Jerk-Hunter, I: Gold Medal Jerks
My title is a little misleading. It’s not as if anyone has to go in search of Jerks. They are like mosquitoes in a tidal marsh: They are inescapable. But, like mosquitoes, some species of Jerk are merely annoying, while others carry diseases far more dangerous to society than malaria or zika. Some years ago, I embarked on a project to which I gave the obvious title, Jerks. My agent thought it was a brilliant idea and loved the initial pieces. I dutifully spent a good deal of time writing up the outline, prospectus, etc., but nothing I prepared succeeded...



