In New York last week I was gobsmacked to discover I’d won the Bastiat Prize for Online Journalism. So gobsmacked that I hadn’t thought to prepare a magnanimous, funny victor’s speech, only a halting, rueful runner’s-up one.
In New York last week I was gobsmacked to discover I’d won the Bastiat Prize for Online Journalism.
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