I'd Like Thousands Of Schools As Good

You Know, Sometimes I Don't Understand What's Wrong With Us. This Is Just About The Most Creative And Imaginative Country On Earth—and Yet Sometimes We Just Don't Seem To Have The Gumption To Exploit Our Intellectual Property. We Split The Atom, And Now We Have To Get French Or Korean Scientists To Help Us Build Nuclear Power Stations. We Perfected The Finest Cars On Earth—and Now Rolls-royce Is In The Hands Of The Germans. Whatever We Invent, From The Jet Engine To The Internet, We Find That Someone Else Carts It Off And Makes A Killing From It Elsewhere.

It Was The Kind Of Blind, Gulping, Insensate Greed That You Associate With Some Milk-eyed Creature In A Volcanic Fissure At The Bottom Of The Marianas Trench-an Organism With No Understanding Of The Existence, Let Alone The Feelings, Of Other Members Of The Ecosystem.

I Want To Win And I Want To Be In Office.

Try As I Might, I Could Not Look At An Overhead Projection Of A Growth Profit Matrix And Stay Conscious.

This Is Not A Time To Quail, It Is Not A Crisis, Nor Should We See It As An Excuse For Wobbling Or Self-doubt. But It Is A Moment For Hope...