The working title of this column.
My period of identifying with the Beat Generation is pretty well behind me, though I suppose that I still harbor more than a few regrets for being born a bit too late. And if I can devote a column to Jack Keroac, then I suppose that's a nice thing to do. Originally I'd intended to borrow from a lesser hero, Microsoft, and slip in a reference to their self-serving advertisement about learning with laptops that's already been examined in a previous column. Given the choice, however, I think that I'd choose the Beats anytime (and anywhere) over Bill.

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