Hello, Jake? Has the early edition gone to bed yet? No. Good. Listen, this one's the big one, Jake. It's the Pulitzer that we've deserved for so long. I'm here in Plano. Texas. That's right, Texas. It's a big country, Jake, you ought to get out and see it some time...all right, all right, keep your shirt on! Anyway, Jake, I'm here in Plano with some Episcopalians. No, no, E-P-I-S-C-O -- right, right. Sorry. This line's got static -- must be a tumbleweed off course somewhere.

Anyway, somethings cooking here in Plano, Jake, something big. These Anglican communion types -- well, you know that big dust-up over that New Hampshire fella -- that's right, the new Bishop, the gay one. Looks like something's going on down here, Jake. And it's happening all over the country, too. These people are unsettled. They're thinking it over. Mulling it, you might say. Turning it over in their minds. Giving it the old brain-treatment. Jake, I'd bet this bus-trip-battered fedora of mine that these people are engaged in nothing sort of pondering.