In the spirit of that miserable green minuscule-hearted Grinch, I must say that it is easy to be a critic. Why else would there be so many of them? They are everywhere you look.

For example, while my dog, Skimmer, was outside in the backyard, I popped open a plastic container I found in the workshop. It contained several old magazines that I had saved over the years. I picked up an archived edition of Time magazine from January 2009.