Sometimes I suspect that people do not adequately appreciate my service as the chief moral compass and guidance counselor to what is left of western civilization. I know, I know, it is hard to believe. Yet I get mail saying, “Fred, you sure do grouse a lot about the decline of just about everything. How come you don’t come up with, you know, some solutions? Anybody can bitch.” Yeah, well. Sez me, two kinds of problems exist: Those we can’t solve, and those we won’t solve. The ones we won’t solve are usually the worst, or at least the most...
