There was once a woman who never got mad at anyone, but whom everyone else always got mad at. She never understood why, even though she knew so much about so many things. Let me explain. She and her husband would often be at dinner, she in an expensive dress he had bought for her and a necklace of rubies or sapphires or diamonds that he had also bought for her. I should mention that she was exceedingly and absurdly beautiful, the most beautiful woman many said they had ever seen. At dinner sh...