Well, it’s finally gotten to the point I’ve got to say something about it. I shouldn’t really because in so doing, I clearly identify myself as the hopeless fuddy duddy I wish I weren’t. But I am what I am, and I can’t stand this thing any longer, so I must waggle a bony finger at that vocal inflection I have until now identified as the annoying little-girl frog voice. Like everyone, I have my druthers and thoughts on the proper order and behavior of things in life.