I have long believed that there are 10 kinds of people in the world, those that understand binary and those that don’t. As Steve Martin ironically said as a punch line, “enough comedy jokes”. Approaching the end of my 58th revolution around the Sun, I am often as reflective as the back of Mikey’s head. It is a dangerous game bouncing through the memories a la Billy Pilgrim but I like living on the edge. There is one memory in particular, about a youthful axiom in the 1960s that went “Don’t trust anyone over the age of 30.” and I believed it. Older, and hopefully wiser, my new version of this axiom is “Don’t take anything out the mouth of anyone under the age of 30 too seriously”. It is hardly their fault with our culture’s practice of extending adolescence well into their 20’s along with constant exposure to the equal-outcomes-regardless-of-effort-or-ability political correctness mantra, bizarre political views that must have been formed by watching too muc...