Many of you at KMR know my feeling about high fives, which are basically the same as my feeling about eating zucchini: I don't have any problem with other people doing it, but I myself choose not to participate. My objections have nothing to do with the high five itself, but actually an experience I had years ago in Los Angeles. I went to a boxing match with my roommate and some of his friends, and some of their friends, and these guys were the most bro'd out meatheads I've seen outside of a Bud Light Lime commercial. They would high five each other if they made eye contact, and that is not an exaggeration. And that experience soured me on high fives to the point where, seven years later, I honestly don't think I've given another bigh five since. That doesn't mean it won't happen in the future, and I don't have any intrinsic problem with the action, but so far it's something I've been happy to avoid. All that being said, it's still nice to learn the history of the high five. After all, how can I destroy my enemy if I don't understand it?
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