I don’t mean to identify in the title with the profane and hateful screed some might call “music,” rather to reflect on the hand-wringing that has been occurring in my business over the last week or so. I refer to…

While I spent my pre-adolescent years in the 60s, I recall little of the civil rights struggles of that decade, other than staring in wonderment at the TV as Huntley and Brinkley showed us footage of Watts and Detroit burning.…