Father's Day

Sunday is Father’s Day, a time when we pause to appreciate Dad, and the special qualities that make him Dad, such as a willingness to admit that he farts.Dad is not ashamed of the fact that he farts. Dad may even, on occasion, derive amusement from, or take actual pride in, a given fart. In this respect Dad is very different from Mom, who, if we are to take her word for it, has never farted, not one single time, in her entire life. We pray that Mom does not venture too close to a lit candle, lest she explode in a massive fireball as a result of all the pent-up gas she must contain after a lifetime of selflessly holding it in.Unless Mom is lying.I raise this possibility in light of some important medical research that was brought to my attention by a number of alert readers, two of whom are licensed physicians, although that is not the same thing as being mature. This research involved a groundbreaking study — no, make that a windbreaking study — the results of which were published…