I’ve been talking to a lot of journalists about my friend Bill Keene.

We weren’t really friends, in that I didn’t know about his personal life, but we had a long history of e-mails that often revolved around geography.

Any time I would get a town wrong in something I posted, Bill would e-mail me within minutes and say, wrong.

That’s authentic peer review.

The disease line in this song makes me think of Bill.