I'm Going To Quit Writing.

Child Psychologists Have Demonstrated That Our Minds Are Actually Constructed By These Thousands Of Tiny Interactions During The First Few Years Of Life. We Aren't Just What We're Taught. It's What We Experience During Those Early Years - A Smile Here, A Jarring Sound There - That Creates The Pathways And Connections Of The Brain. We Put Our Kids To Fifteen Years Of Quick-cut Advertising, Passive Television Watching, And Sadistic Video Games, And We Expect To See Emerge A New Generation Of Calm, Compassionate, And Engaged Human Beings?

I Find Myself, At This Time In My Life, No Less Challenged, No Less Plagued, No Less Intrigued By What I Still Don't Know.

We All Suffer From The Preoccupation That There Exists... In The Loved One, Perfection.

I Know How Easy It Is For One To Stay Well Within Moral, Ethical, And Legal Bounds Through The Skillful Use Of Words - And To Thereby Spin, Sidestep, Circumvent, Or Bend A Truth Completely Out Of Shape. To That Extent, We Are All Liars On Numerous Occasions.

I Was Fortunate Enough To Have Been Raised To A Certain Point Before I Got Into The Race Thing. I Had Other Views Of What A Human Is, So I Was Never Able To See Racism As The Big Question. Racism Was Horrendous, But There Were Other Aspects To Life.