If you happen to visit Walt Disney World in Florida, and happen to find yourself, having waited in line for 2 hours, sitting in the cool, dark, somewhat stinky boats-on-rails of the It’s a Small World ride, you may notice, as you depart the ride, a farewell addressed specifically to you. As I braced myself for reemergence into the blistering Orlando sun, “Goodbye, Tom” appeared on a screen, next to a small kewpie-looking boy wearing…
