Taking electrifying advantage of being older

My cousin Artie owes his existence to me, and I don't let him forget it. On the day I was born my aunt and uncle visited my mom in the hospital. I was the cute little bundle that caused them to remark, "Let's make a baby." Nine months to the day, Artie was born.

Nine months doesn't seem like a generation gap, but it depends on what you can make of it. Artie relieved me of being the youngest in the cousin set. This gave me an advantage that we both recognized. I was the the don and he was the goon. This gave me the influence to insist successfully that he take a whizz on an electric fence.