Just an anecdote — I recently went to a local museum where a handful of young photographers were being featured. I was very interested in the photography style of one of them there, so I spent much time contemplating his work. He walked up to me and started a conversation. I was impressed … that is, until he started blurting out some photography jibberish (at least that’s what I assume) — from his equipment, to the styles he employed, to some techniques in developing. He knew I was not into photography and I’m pretty sure he could notice the confused and irritated look in my face. Yet he would not stop. I would have appreciated it more if he had chosen simpler words.