Here I am, folks, broadcasting live from the Hambry newsroom, or maybe it’s the old barber shop down on Elm Street, you know, the one with the striped pole that doesn’t spin anymore. Anyway, Jack, I was reading this fascinating report, all about how folks are discovering their 'personality quirks' are actually… well, _(whispering) things, Jack._ It reminds me, this whole hullabaloo, of when everyone in town thought Mrs. Henderson was a great baker back in '58, but turns out she was just buying them from the A&P. A real shocker, that was. A good woman, Mrs. Henderson, just not a baker, bless her heart. She was _masking_ her true talent, you see.And they're talking about 'masking' in this article, Jack. I remember when we used to wear masks for Halloween, not all year round. It was a simpler time. Though, I did once go as Zorro, and nobody recognized me at all! Truly incognito. But these folks, these 'adults,' they're just now figuring out their little… what do they call 'em? 'Personality quirks'? Well, I always said it, a man's a man, and a woman's a woman, and sometimes you just gotta be yourself, Jack. My Uncle Morty, bless his heart, he always thought he was a great singer, even though he sounded like a foghorn. And you know what? He was happy. That's what matters.And these researchers, bless their hearts, for figuring all this out. Real smart cookies. Reminds me of when they finally invented the remote control. A true game-changer, that was. Saved us all a lot of walking. I bet they're the same bright minds. All this talk about 'neurotypical,' Jack. You know, I always thought 'neurotypical' was a brand of coffee, real strong stuff. Good for the morning. But I suppose it's something different, isn't it? Something to do with... brains, maybe? It's all very complicated.And so, what we're learning is that folks have been... well, they've been putting on a bit of a show. Like when I tried out for the high school play, 'Our Town,' but I just couldn't remember my lines. Mrs. Peabody, the drama teacher, she said, 'Joe, dear, you're a natural, but perhaps a natural... for the audience.' And she was right, Jack. Always right, Mrs. Peabody. A good woman. So, perhaps these folks, they're just finding their true audience now, eh? America, the land of the free, and the home of the brave!