One of my favorite things to do is recall the hypocrisy that went on around me as an Adventist kid.  I discovered the concept quite early.  I'm not bitter about these; they make me laugh.  I remember when I was about 12, we had company for Sabbath dinner.  A family.  After dinner I went to my room and turned on my radio, which was playing classical music.  All of a sudden, my door swung open, and…