We have heard them all before, the bromides of our chosen hobby -
"Buy the book before you buy the coin."
"Buy the coin, not the slab."
"Special labels aren't."
Who says so? Okay, we 50-year plus collectors do. Q. David does. "Everybody" does. Guess what, Bucko. We aren't the future of the hobby, such as it is. The kids are. People born in a four-digit year that begins in 199, or (gulp!) even a 2 (!!!) are. In case you haven't been paying attention, those "carpet rodents" don't think like we do or did. They are all space aliens. More of them take zombies seriously than believe they'll ever see a dime from Social Security. They may be right about that one. They think it's not even a debatable idea that guys are marrying guys. They are convinced the industrial economy that created the middle class will poison them with the stuff that plants breathe in (CO2), which was all over the place on the planet until chlorophyll turned most of it into animal breathable oxygen. But these little munchkins are not taking instruction like every generation did before. They are comfortable rewriting the rules of life for ANYTHING!
Do you really think that a generation that redefined a word like marriage in a weekend (seemingly) without so much as a blush cares what we old (flatulences) think about slabs? Think again. The people who may have to change their minds about the value of slab labels may turn out to be US!