The wife came home from shopping; I read the kid a story; watched Letterman for a bit...
Sump'm about Harry Browne.
Molyneux did a eulogy of Browne in podcast 123 [yes, I've listen to all of them up to that one - OCD, they call it], which led me to Browne's eulogy of Peter McWilliams from 2000 and...
Browne's... what do you call those things? A forerunner, or whatever of How I Found Freedom in an Unfree World called A Gift to My Daughter that he wrote on Christmas, 1962.
You know I'm gonna quote it, don't you? Here you go:
No one owes you anything.
Go see how he develops that theme.