Having written this column for nearly six months, I have grown accustomed to one of the favorite names posted in response to opinions I have proffered: Dinosaur. I much prefer “dinosaur” over “idiot” or “fool,” two other descriptors I benignly endure.
Truth be known – and that is what we seek here – my skin is metaphorically as thick as any reptilian’s, and I rarely take offense at any of the postscripts tacked at the bottom of this column when it appears online. I actually get a kick out of them – the good, the bad and even the ill-informed.
The fact is that I have been around the block a few times, whether in the journalistic, political or business worlds. The tires are not threadbare only because I have had them recapped from time to time by changing careers and keeping things exciting.