An ex of mine once told me that no one ever changed. She was convinced that whoever you were when you crawled out of your mother was who you would die being. She didn't believe in change. A poster child for the G.O.P. if there ever was one but blessed with the assets of someone far more liberal. I tried to argue with her but found myself speaking into a brick wall with curves that made every point and counter-point utterly irrelevant to me. Our relationship didn't last but her sentiment clearly did because she's still an unyielding jezebel of a woman and I'm still scribbling my resentment into paper whiter than the pills still polluting my bloodstream.