“Wait a minute! Whose move is it? Let’s see, now. My move? Let’s see, now. I’m black, right? You are? Jesus. Let’s see, now, Mr. Spassky. I see what you’re doing. I can see what you’re up to. Pretty sneaky. I’ve created a monster. This is trickery. Russian trickery, goddamn, you!”
Who is Stuart’s beloved Uncle Charles?
Grandmaster chess wizard wanna be. Air drummer extraordinaire. President of the Al Stewart, Year of the Cat, fan club. (Really? No, not really. That would be too much work.) Certified Jimmy Carter impressionist. (Really? Shaaa.) American poet. Damaged goods.
