By Burt Prelutsky ~  

I suspect that on the day I was born, some damn witch who was passing through Chicago placed a curse on me. She cursed me with the curiosity gene. As a result, whenever someone tells me an anecdote, I always ask something along the lines of “And then what happened?” or “What did he say when you said that?”

Sometimes, I get blank stares or am asked “What do you mean?” Apparently, other people seem to think that stories end long before I do.

The other day, I decided to send an email to Mollie Hemingway. I’ve never met the woman, but I have come to regard her as the brightest person appearing on Fox. She doesn’t have her own show, but she raises the collective IQ of every panel she appears on. She is an editor and writer at the Federalist, and is…