The bad news is I’m old. The good news is I got to attend college in the ’70s – the height of the Cultural Revolution, a time of free love, drugs, rock ‘n roll, long hair, beads, Eastern religions, protests for peace.
And for a while, I was an exchange student in the Soviet Union where I drank vodka, smoked unfiltered cigarettes, played chess and stayed up late discussing politics, history and philosophy in whispers with dissidents in communal apartments.
So no, I didn’t manage to play Risk and read “Lord of the Rings.” But I’ll take Cornerites good advice that both are worthwhile to sample now, at a quieter time of life.