We get Fox in Print, aka the Murdoch Crier, so I read krazy people. Saturdays are true treats, because Ginny Noonan is given half a page to spew her Boodles. Most recently she was going on about crime and immigration and people sleeping in tents outside train stations. But I was just in her Upper East Side neighborhood twice in three days for medical appointments, and it was as sterile as it ever was. Maybe it was the sandwich board outside Eli’s that freaked her out: Breakfast burritos, touted in Spanish.