Knowing What to Fight For (Or Why I Haven’t Said Anything About the Scrap-Pork-Barrel Issues)

I was walking home from school when I had an idea. I continued to ponder on it as I walked on. I wanted to write about it so badly I was half-running just to reach the dorm and begin typing. Unfortunately as I began the piece, my thoughts got clouded and the idea slowly slipped away. I wish I ran faster. Anyway, this is a futile attempt at catching what was left of it. Somehow I know that the points are still there, but some words, or some paragraph construction I probably got wrong. Still, I’m posting this here to remind myself that next time I get an idea, I should flop down the nearest bench and start writing.

Also this was supposed to be posted last Thursday.