When I was in my twenties, I remember visiting my parents and watching the Iran-Contra hearings on television. I was faintly embarrassed about the way my Dad would yell at the witnesses on the television, as though they could hear him.

This morning I watched the Benghazi hearings on television, and it was me who was yelling at the Congressmen and women. I guess I have gotten old enough where it doesn’t matter to me. Railfan was sitting in the same room playing on his Nintendo 3DS, and looking faintly embarrassed at my outbursts.

When I needed to go, I started to turn the television off. “Actually, mom, I’m listening to that,” he said.

In thirty years, I fully expect him to be yelling at the television in front of his kid. What goes around comes around.