The thing I remember most about my lame boyfriend from sophomore year of college was his seething hatred of Yoko Ono. According to my ex, the Beatles were the most brilliant band in the world and they only broke up because some hussy brainwashed John Lennon. I just ignored that quirk in his personality at the time. Eventually, though, I realized the Frothing At The Mouth To Blame Yoko For Everything Wrong In The World bandwagon is cuh-razy! (Read Can’t Buy Me Love by Jonathan Gould if you don’t believe me.) Keep reading »
