Lately, when I see any text on a t-shirt that ends with an exclamation point, I feel the urge to point at it and shout the statement aloud. In fact, if I could do this, it would be so very satisfying, on a visceral level.
Is this in the neighborhood of Tourrettes? Same zipcode maybe? It could be that because I’m reading Lethem again, I’m channeling Lionel Essrog.