Stein’s truly a whack-job. I read his monthly “diary” on American Spectator just for the sheer nuttiness. His hypochondria, his endless problems on airplanes and in hotels and restaurants, his improbably-named dogs (Puppy-Whuppy, for God’s sake!) and best of all, his weird son, Tommy.
Tommy was a disaster waiting to happen. Talk about spoiled rotten. I haven’t read Ben Stein’s diary in years - wonder how Tommy turned out.
Tommy was WEIRD?? He always talked about what a great kid he was.
Stein IS a whack job. His son Tommy was a trainwreck, but both genetics and training made him that way.