My Uncle Mort’s telephone is almost always warm, mostly due to the heat generated from his hand held firmly against his cheek, wherein is a jawbone that’s almost always yakking. Maybe that assessment is a bit harsh, but when the old duffer’s comments have been clocked at 150 words per minute with gusts to 200, you’ll get no argument here. Count me among the dozens of people on his “call list” who feel compelled to answer, if only out of curiosity. He kicked off the new year with what he described as a “phone warning” about the danger of spending too much ...