Frankly, I just don't know that I want to help a world in which people willingly pay 50 cents (in 1983 cents, mind you) to hear a recording of a fictional orangutan.
I could, nor should, be an advice columnist. On the other hand, I doubt that Emily Yoffe, as charming and talented as she is, could write as lovingly about Mr. T as I. We all have our place in this world.
