BTW, though they left The Jogger for dead, she miraculously survived. The whole city, er, well, much of the city prayed for her as she lay comatose for 12 days. She has made a remarkable recovery and now runs marathons, but I believe she still has a slight limp, and lost her sense of smell. This spring, she's coming out with a memoir, I AM the Central Park Jogger, at which time she'll tell white folks her name.