Democracy Is Not Meant To Be Efficient,

I Watched A Small Man With Thick Calluses On Both Hands Work 15 And 16 Hours A Day. I Saw Him Once Literally Bleed From The Bottoms Of His Feet, A Man Who Came Here Uneducated, Alone, Unable To Speak The Language, Who Taught Me All I Needed To Know About Faith And Hard Work By The Simple Eloquence Of His Example.

The Problems Of A Retired Schoolteacher In Duluth Are Our Problems. That The Future Of The Child In Buffalo Is Our Future. That The Struggle Of A Disabled Man In Boston To Survive And Live Decently Is Our Struggle. That The Hunger Of A Woman In Little Rock Is Our Hunger. That The Failure Anywhere To Provide What Reasonably We Might To Avoid Pain Is Our Failure.

In The End, I'm Convinced We Will All Benefit If Suspicion Is Replaced By Discussion, Innuendo By Dialogue; If The Emphasis In Our Debate Turns From A Search For Talismanic Criteria And Neat But Simplistic Answers To An Honest - More Intelligent - Attempt At Describing The Role Religion Has In Our Public Affairs, And The Limits Placed On That Role.

It's A Little Leaguers Game That Major Leaguers Play Extraordinarily Well, A Game That Excites Us Throughout Adulthood. The Crack Of The Bat And The Scent Of The Horsehide On Leather Bring Back Our Own Memories That Have Been Washed Away With The Sweat And Tears Of Summers Long Gone...even As The Setting Sun Pushes The Shadows Past Home Plate.

We Believe In Only The Government We Need, But We Insist On All The Government We Need.