Hello and welcome and mind of Micah.

Hello again, fam, and welcome to Mind of Micah.

We are in the last week of the year and what has been a miserable, miserable

year for many of us. Perhaps almost all of us and one way or another have felt what a shitty, shitty year 2020 has been.

But there's good news and that that's, there's a multi-part mind of Micah to ring in the new year you got lots of content to listen to

while you stay home this new year's Eve don't listen to this new year's Eve it reminds me

of the saddest new year's Eve I ever had in which I watched C-SPAN 2 by myself and fell asleep.

Don't be that guy. That was 2007. Bad year.

Not as bad as 20, 20, 20, though. All right, so not to bring everybody down. As promised in Micah's Rita the Week the newsletter, which of course you're probably reading, if you're not you should be subscribed to.

It hits your inbox every Monday around lunchtime.

I promised a multi-part investigation into the reading of the journalist and the

farmer bro. This the story about the journalist who fell in love left her

husband and family or I don't know if she had a

family but husband and home on the upper west side of Manhattan to fall in love

with Martin Screlly is how I'm going to pronounce that name. I hope that that's correct

Otherwise known as the farmer bro. Otherwise known as the worst human being ever

We're gonna get to it and I know a couple of things to

acknowledge. One it's Tuesday afternoon as I record this so if you're hearing

at Tuesday night or Wednesday morning. Enjoy.

Again, I apologize.

I wish I could have gotten this to you sooner.

It's been hectic.

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