1:42 They remind me of people I know. People who, like long pencils with worn-out erasers, don’t say much and, even so, are constantly correcting themselves. Second-guessing and apologizing. I want to reassure them that their contributions are valuable, that no disclaimers are necessary. Maybe they grew up with a critical parent or teacher who made them reluctant to speak their minds. I had a father like that. Maybe that’s why I’m fascinated by the short pencils with un-used erasers—people who never hesitate to speak up, no matter what the topic. Who never seem to doubt the rightness of their opinions, even when a review might have been beneficial.