Noted-crack-smoker-slash-D.C.-politician Marion Barry has a new “tell-enough” memoir, and the Washington Post has published a review. Amusingly, according to Barry, cocaine works much like cake and my thighs. There is, however, one key difference.
The cocaine was a powerful stimulant that went straight to my penis.
That’s probably more than most people need to know. According to the Post, there seems to be little contrition on offer throughout the book. Then again, given Barry’s track record of getting elected after many of his transgressions, perhaps none is needed.