The one-two punch of Santa Fe’s rarified air (7200 ft elevation) and Canyon Road shopping kicked my ass. I spied a bench, only partially occupied by an old friend from back home. Tipped my cap to this bronzed bard. He ignored me for a spell, then he leaned over and said, “It’s easier to fool people than to convince them that they’ve been fooled.” I smiled, “That’s a good one. But my favorite from you: ‘Better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt.‘ You said that, didn’t you?” The bronze bard sat silent.