Quick autobio from the other morning. I find it ironic that my parents' generation fought so hard in the 60s for respect despite their choice to grow long hair. My hair isn't even that long, and I'd just as soon shoot myself as put it in a ponytail (I don't even have the length for it). Yet 40 years down the road these one-time children of the 60s became "The Man". Tsk tsk.