Lawrence Berra, known to all as Yogi Berra, died yesterday. One of the greatest baseball players of all times, he was ninety. Unexpectedly, the news makes me cringe a bit. His paradoxical sayings have been dear to me for years. “You can observe a lot by watching,” I remember fondly. “If the world was perfect, it wouldn’t be,” I also remember with a smile. But another one of his sayings is closest to me heart: “The future ain’t what it used to be.” After him, this is certainly the case. Actually not a yogi, he was one of the greatest ones.