Las Vegas itself has been making money on glitz and technological wizardry for almost a century precisely because it doesn’t take itself too seriously. My advice to the old guard: you are old, 46 years old, which I won’t bother to convert into computer years because it will be depressing for everyone. Act your age. We know you’re not used to it, but show some emotion — the real and vulnerable kind, not the kind you think we want our televisions to have. Poke a little fun at yourself, recycle your product history if you don’t have anything mindblowing to show me. Line your demo booths with the yellowed mainframes of yesteryear, not more zany iPod docks. You’re not the future, but you are an establishment. Make the most of your cultural leverage and leave tomorrow to the children. Become the grandpa everyone knows and trusts, not the skeezy uncle only half-jokingly chatting up the booth babes.