Life is a series of humiliations. Maybe it’s neurotic, but I have much stronger recollections of humiliations suffered — large and small, real or imagined — than I do of events that were celebratory. For example, my only surviving memory from ages 0-5 was of a horrid moment at a Horn & Hardart Automat in New York City. For those born after the war between Italy and Ethiopia, who know nothing of those American icons, let me provide some history: For much of the 20th century, the Automat was America’s largest restaurant chain, feeding 800,000 people a day. Every Automat … Continue reading I Still Hate Doctors