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Flattery is the most imitation form of sincerity. Or something like that.

Everyone has a childhood hero they look up to. For most of us, our heroes were positive role models who taught us to be good people. Smokey the Bear showed us the importance of fire safety, Superman stood for “Truth, Justice and the American Way,” and Donna Reed taught us to clean house in a dress and high heels. Never mind that our house was more like a cross between Bewitched and The Little Rascals than Leave it to Beaver. While we played with our Barbies, at a time when horses talked and you could drive your mother, those positive messages helped us to believe that all was right in the world.

We think @stevebuelow had a different childhood hero than we did. See if you can guess who that might be.

There’s a point where friendly compliments cross the line and turn into effusive flattery. It ends up making the person sound phony, and like Wally and The Beav, makes us want to hurl.

By the way, Mrs. Cleaver, that’s a lovely dress you’re wearing.

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