By age seven most children have begun the process of understanding. It’s basic stuff like reading, writing, right and wrong, and a myriad of other things that allow their little brains to make sense of the world. Our brat-child 911 however, seems to be suffering developmental delays, still clinging to the easter bunny and tooth fairy even though he saw mom slip the quarter under his pilliow that night he pretended to be asleep. Perhaps it’s that if he lets go of the childhood myths he’ll have to face the dreaded onset of adulthood and accountability. And 911 remains an ambivalence-magnet with half the population believing he’s an honest and trustworthy little being and the other half knowing that he is the spawn of consummate evil. The dichotomy persists in spite of proof after proof of his misdeeds. In our time, 911 has become the litmus test of honesty vs. denial.