In the past, I have used a specific analogy to discuss when it is time to reconsider family traditions. Today, I want to take the analogy in the opposite direction. The original analogy, that I heard as an Anthropology student eons ago, goes like this: A young girl was watching her mother make a roast for Easter dinner. She watched carefully as her mother chopped the vegetables, put them in the bottom of the roasting pan, added water and seasoning, and then took the meat from

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