When I worked at the newspaper in Wagoner, Okla., a suburb of Tulsa, an elderly woman would wonder around the town usually on cold and/or rainy days offering to sell crocheted items so she could “get home.” Then, she’d cry crocodile tears. She came in at least two or three times when I was atContinue reading “‘Scamanda’ Too Repetitive And Avoids The Really Hard Questions”