Dumbdom

He was a doper, the pied piper of dumbdom, always banged to the gills on some queer mix of speed, mescaline, hash or cocaine.

We could finally say with conviction that dumbdom had a king and court complete with jokers, jesters, and dirty, old men in silk pajamas who put their own baited spin on those tumultuous waters in Hell Gate that to this day still swirl as Charybdis between Manhattan and Queens.

This to no avail, given that Ivan has been reduced to a quivering puddle of orange dumbdom.