There is a wonderful story about the King and Queen of Sweden who were attending the 1980 Olympic Winter Games in Lake Placid, New York. Trying to get into an ice hockey game featuring the Swedish team, they were stopped by the ticket taker because their tickets were for another game on another day. The King said that the correct tickets were in his car and he asked that they be allowed in without the correct tickets: “Could you make an exception for us, please?” he said. “You see, I’m the King of Sweden.”

The ticket taker responded, “Sure you are, and I suppose this is the Queen.”

The King and Queen of Sweden went back to their car to get the correct tickets . . . only to see it being towed away. (1)

I guess it is a little different being the King and Queen of Sweden and being, say, th…