While waging the war on Christmas by doing some nonspecific holiday shopping this weekend, I found myself standing in a crowded bookstore next to a kid who looked to be about 7 and an older man I presumed to be his father. The two of them were standing in front of a display rack of the store's beastselling volumes.
"What's that cartoon?" asked the boy, pointing to the colorful illustrated cover of a book on a higher shelf.
"Are ... Men ... Necessary," the man read slowly.
There was a pause.
"Well, what do you think about that?" asked the man.
"What?" said the boy.
"What do you think of that question?" said the man. "Do you think men are necessary?"
There was a longer pause. And then with a huff of 7-year-old exasperation, the boy said, "I don't know. Look, Alexander!" and dove for a copy of "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day."
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