Your generation pushes a few buttons and makes a napp for your me-phone and calls that "initiative." In my day, initiative took muscle! It took moxie! The year was 1930. The depression. Ruined lives. Ruined futures. Ruined cities. And in those ruined cities, rats began to run rampant. One buxom young lass with a hammer and a dream seized the opportunity. You kids today would never have the moxie to smack your way across the country. What's a "hammer"?