During my 78 years on this planet I can think of only three people who knew everything. I mean, whatever the subject, they could expound on it they could quote from it. It got so that when ever I saw one of them coming I would cross the street to avoid being lectured “to,” or perhaps “at” would be a better choice of words. And I mean they really did know everything or so it seemed to me. I have often wondered what would happened if the three of them had ever gotten together at the same time. Would they sit in silence and stare each other down or would they chatter like magpies listening only to themselves?