So, Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Personally, I find it all marvelous fun, to borrow the turn of phrase from our British cousins. Giving Bob Dylan the Nobel Prize for Literature is at the very least the most interesting thing that the committee has done in the arts since, well, for as long as I can remember*.  And I can remember more than forty years.

Moe Lane

*Bear in mind, I’ve also not yet forgiven Phillip Roth for his execrable, ham-handed attempt at alternate history (The Plot Against America), so possibly there’s a bit of schadenfreude there, too.  Also bear in mind: I had no idea before this evening that there was such a thing as Nobel betting pools, although it seems obvious enough in retrospect.  You’d be amazed how much last-minute swotting goes on in this business…