Oh my.
Ever since Playboy Pedro described his 30th-year high school class reunion a couple of years ago, every time I get out the boat and row over to Skins's island, I feel as if I'm attending my own high school class reunion.
I've known some of these primitives so long now, it's almost as if I did spend my childhood, and go through high school, with them.
There was a guy in the class, who 32 years ago was considered an aesthete, a sensitive lad, an "artist" and "poet," arisen from Old Money and Much Money, a heart-throb who attracted women, an intense "intellectual," a Democrat.
At the last reunion, he pretty much sat in a corner, a maniacal look in his eyes, ranting and raving about "dark forces".....and nobody paying the least bit of attention to him.
Sic Playboy Pedro.