Have you ever been judged and found wanting? No? Well, I have. I remember about a thousand years ago when I first went off to college. It was a heady time. I had grown up in a fairly controlled environment and the sudden surge of freedom caused me to, well, go a little crazy. I will be honest with you. I did more partying than I did studying. The result of this was that I was soon on academic probation. Moreover, I got called into the academic dean’s office for what was called a “conversation.” I showed up at the appointed hour and was made to wait for another forty minutes just to be certain we knew who was in charge here. Then I was ushered into the dean’s office. She was busy reading my file with a terse look on her face that was perfectly accented by reading glasses that sat just a lit…