I took my daughter to a children’s variety show at the Ho Tay Water Park a couple of weekends ago. There was a lot of interesting entertainment: this hula hoopist, some trained dogs, a juggler, and a dancing troupe of little girls to name a few. It was all good fun until a little hip-hop rapper boy came on stage. It wasn’t that his performance was so bad, it’s just that the producers of the show felt that it was a good time to crank the speakers up to concert level. Seeing my daughter’s hands over her ears suggested to me that it was time to go home.