The kids I teach, after all, are the ones who will assume the real power, in their earlier years serving their apprenticeship in a diocese and later, when they're in their sixties or so, becoming either rich but powerless senators or rich and more powerful governors. At that stage their mark of achievement will be an almost universal inability to move one's body around except in those ornate powered wheelchairs. Like so many other things that have their origins in the Republic, these are called "golf carts." These vehicles - often encrusted with fine jewelry, old scrolls and coats of arms - transport the elite, the ones with the real heft, so to speak, from room to room in their stairless mansions.
I have a law degree (Stanford, 66') but have never practiced. Instead, from 1967 through 1977, I tried to contribute to the revolution in America. As unsuccessful as everyone else over that decade, in 1978 I went to work for the U.S. Forest (more...)
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