Forget about Al Gore and his little Nobel Peace Prize. Any wimp can win that. The Nobel Prize for Literature, on the other hand, is a genuinely difficult accomplishment. The closest I came to winning this prestigious award was in 1993, when I finished in fifth place behind the wildly overrated Toni Morrison and a few other hacks. So three cheers for Doris Lessing: Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! If you've never read anything by Doris Lessing, give this short story a shot. It's called Through the Tunnel. She's a commie pinko, but she writes real purdy-like.