I am Joe

You have been reading the reports of my anatomy, sounding off as though they were entities of themselves; as though they were autonomous; as though they walk, talk, or beat on their own. I am fed-up with all that yakkety-yak going on in my house. I, Joe, am going to put a stop to that personification of my body parts; my feet saying “I do this or that”: my tongue saying, 1 speak thus or thus; or my heart boasting how much of my blood he pumps; those tattle tales! From now on I shall censor all...