I think I'll walk wide of heated conversations about Joe Biden's mental acuity, given my lack of standing as a participant -- or, more to the point, my overabundance of standing. When Joe emitted his first cry, back then in November 1942, I -- me! --had been crawling around my own corner of the world for eight whole months. That backs both of us into the same corner. How ya feelin', Joe? A little achy in the morning? A little unsure of the name of the lady who claims bosom buddyship with your second cousin's favorite niece? Same here. To...