The Irony Man, or Ted Whiter Than Ever by Jake Lynch Did he drive her to it, God? That’s what we want to know, Crow crew. So tell us. Send a sign. Else what’s the point of you, disgusted and divine? She was on her tod, with kids in tow – then dead. Syl could not be Syl if Ted was Ted. Things fell apart. Talons clenched her heart. Tell, crew Crow, as the irony grew. Still, Ted wasn’t to know sexual…