Growing up in my era, it was not uncommon to hear the phrase, "Just who do you think you are?" This was not a query begging a metaphysical answer from our psyches. It was an admonishment to stay in our lane, to not get involved in certain things, not because we did not hold crucial information, but rather because our status was beneath the lofty realm in which we inserted ourselves. The question was obviously rhetorical, not one genuinely seeking an answer. It was a socially acceptable method to shame another into submission. Empathy was not a mainstream emotion back in the day, still isn't in some degenerate swaths of the population who view caring for another to be indicative of liberal wokeism. Putting that silliness aside, how would, should, could I answer...assuming, that is, the query was sincere?