When Bill Cope delivered his column this week--something he physically does with the help of a 3.5-inch floppy disk every Friday morning--he did so with the verbal footnote that this week's piece was "a mess." Immediately I thought he meant in terms of formatting, but what he was trying to tell me was that he thought it was poorly written. Au contraire, Cope. Not being much of a TV watcher myself, I just caught up on the Susan Boyle deal this week. Whether you know who she is or not, I think you'll find Cope's column this week to be interesting commentary on the "flabby, obese souls" of the modern world.