What does anyone know of what is lost by the reckless way we drive people into careers based upon money earnings and rapid advancement under a bombardment of competitive sniping? And what does it cost us really in lost talent and potential greatness to inflict heavy doses of failure onto the minds and hearts of young boys and girls who try and for whatever reason do not make the cut? How does it feel to suffer the loss of a passion as yet unborn? What becomes of those children who fear the voices of condemnation and rage coming at them from several directions at once? Does anybody even care?

And what is the reward to those who 'make it"? How does it feel? To reach the top and find the bottom?

What if we encouraged everyone, everyone, to merely row their own boat down the stream, gently? What then might we experience as a people at large? No games inside of boundaries, merely horseplay. What fool suggested we excel one over the other? Why not accept each other withholding judgment? And learn what each has to show us. What if kindness replaces hardness? The Grand canyon was carved by water on its way home to the sea. It is certain we are missing a great deal without a clue of its passage.