The season for the lettered has finally arrived. That season is, of course, autumn. Recall, dear reader, that precise description of our kind near the opening of Isaac Babel's short story "How Things Were Done Odessa:"...You have glasses on your nose and autumn in your heart... You pick fights from behind your desk and stutter when you are out in the world!" The Seattle Times reports that the "autumn equinox [arrived] Wednesday at 3:20 p.m....
