You could work for any manufacturer, past or present...

Nelson Pass during the week to teach me to be a bit more patient with people, and a couple of shots of up front directness (ahem, cough cough) on the weekend..via a few days with John curl.

Then, on sabbatical and retreat with Scott Frankland, previously of MFA, to absorb the Zen of Tubes.

For speakers, no one. Just me. I’m like Leonardo DiCaprio in ’The quick and the dead’. I’m at my peak. Some Gene Hackman of speakers might shoot me down, though. One can’t know it all, one can only think that one does.

You are reminding me of living in Windsor, and going to detroit. Sometimes I’d wear a ’Canada’ t-shirt.

I’d accidentally wander into the black areas of Detroit and marvel at the differences with things like a sears with all black mannequins displaying the clothing. Weird, my brain would go. why the whole shift? In either direction?

Some folks would see me, and frown, and then, after a few seconds... see the T-shirt and relax. "Oh...he’s ok, he’s innocent. He’s Canadian."

In similar vein, what the heck is a Tucker Carleson? And should anyone actually care?