I am sitting on the terrace of the Bulldog Pub next to two burly fellows in their late thirties. There is something rude about them. I cannot place them exactly, but it is abundantly clear that they are not from Zagreb. At some point one of them says something, and the other starts laughing out loud. “That’s like throwing water at a crying baby,” he says. He shakes his head and raises his eyebrows in mock consternation, too. Whatever it is that the two are discussing, this is the first time I have heard of this particular method of shaking babies out of their annoying habits. And crying can be most annoying, indeed. A pity I have learned about it so late in my life. With some persistence, babies could possibly be trained to stop crying altogether. All it would take is a bit of rude determination on the part of the parents.