I like talking to Mr. Magoo. We don’t agree on politics, but I try to avoid responding to anything that I know will upset him. Mr. Magoo is closer to 70 than he is to 60 and time has left fingerprints on his vision and hearing. Mr. Magoo likes to do things with his friends. Sometimes, their adventures resemble those of 12-year-olds. I frequently have to call Mr. Magoo’s wife to get an explanation of what he is doing. This week, Mr. Magoo called me with his latest and greatest plan. He and his friends are taking classes so they can concealed carry. This information came less than a minute after complaints of vision problems that persist despite his glaucoma surgeries. Yes, the world is so bad that 70-year-olds now want to be Yosemite Sam. I don’t believe for one minute that there is not a correlation between the myths that Mr. Magoo believes about the incoming President and the sudden desire to wear guns. Mr. Magoo’s wife thinks that a vision test will be involved in this process. She also thinks they will get bored with this activity and move on to something else. I am not convinced. I wonder if I can talk Mr. Magoo and his friends into trying something slightly less dangerous, like parasailing.