If you don’t recognize the name of New York’s most overrated intellectual, consider yourself fortunate, move on, and go wrestle with your kids or something you’ll be glad you did when you die. If you’re still reading, it may be because you were confused by fawning tributes like these, inspired partly out of doctrinally mandated reverence and partly out of another kind polite societies (in contrast to this site today) offer cheaply to the deceased. Speaking of which, here’s Susan...