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January 3, 2002 ill-suited The black double-breasted suit I am wearing looks great.  It looks great on the 6'2", 180 lb. black man who sold it to me.  On me, a 5'7", 155lb. white man, I appear as a well-dressed fire hydrant going to the funeral of a neighborhood pooch.  The bright red tie is not helping either.  It shouts not so much "power" as "powerless to avoid filling in for a partner as counsel for a public governing body."  A verbose tie, to be sure. I'll be on television, of course.  Not as a speaker, but as a listener.  That's right---the local TV station will be there as they are every Thursday videotaping public officials and their attorney engaging in the fascinating spectator sport of listening.  Not ANY kind of listening, mind you.  I'm referring to listening INTENTLY.  This is something I feign particularly well which is probably why I got this plum assignment. Actually, the guy who asked me to fill in for him told me he asked me because "You're single now, so you have a lot of time on your hands." I wish I hadn't been listening.

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