I went around to Weede’s office. He was sitting in his restyled barber chair. For a desk he used a low round coffee table made of teak. Across the room was his three-screen color TV console. The barber chair, being an eccentricity permitted someone in Weede’s position, hadn’t bothered me much, but the coffee table was a bit frightening, seeming to imply that my titanic desk was all but superfluous. [...]