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So, I’m loading up the trunk of my car the other day, lamenting the fact that some folks are treating me unfairly. I’m feeling misunderstood, discriminated against and just a certain meanness on their part.

I just turned 59. I know the conventional outlook here is to use the combined experience of my life and my decades-old store of wisdom to reflect on life and have a kinder, gentler approach. I’m afraid that’s not going to happen.