Recently, at e High School graduation party for a neighbor, another guest told a breathtakingly crude joke. I say this because even the heathens present were offended, and looked shocked. I asked him if he would want someone to tell this joke around his daughter. "Dude," he said, "My daughter is the one who told the joke to me." I have gotten over the annoyance I felt at being called "Dude" by a man in his forties. I have not gotten over the sense of defeat I felt at the fact that this man has raised a daughter in such a vile way.