Listicles have ruined journalism, and journalism has ruined me (my good nerve anyway, and my fondness for writing), and so there’s nothing to do but offer you a listicle as my contribution to the Sumer of Love. I always thought that when Karl got around to making me Empress Of The World, I’d be more… I don’t know, proactive?… with the gig. In this as in so many things, I was wrong…








