I’m part Pilgrim on my dad’s side: this one goes out to my readers who are dogs

“Does the name Hans Gruber mean anything to you?” — this line, this character has followed me since the debut of the maybe-Christmas, definitely-violent, certainly-stupid 1988 film Die Hard in which Alan Rickman plays a German . . . corporate terrorist? . . . named “Hans Gruber” who ruins Christmas for Bruce Willis by blowing up a mall.
The storyline is something like this. I think.
I don’t exactly remember.
What I do remember is that as a kid, in the 1980s and early-90s, most of my Gen-X peers knew only one other…