Eat Dirt

      “You know … you’re a real jerk. An utter nincompoop. A dullard. An ignoramus. A cretin. A half-witted imbecile. A narcissistic, infantile, solipsistic blockhead. Of course, I jest…. I am simply thrusting a Stoic practice upon you geared at building psychological resilience. Schuyler contends that she rarely falls ill because, as a kid, she ate so much dirt…. While the copious consumption of dirt itself might not ward off disease, the ingestion of bounteous microbes … may well have contributed to her sturdy composition….”