Hail to the Chief?
We had our first Thespian meeting today. It was so much more exhilarating then I expected. It's scary, but...I liked the power, the feeling of importance, everybody looking at me. Gasp. Amy is a power-hungry dictator! (Those of you in Theatre with me sophomore year should get the reference)
Am I an attention seeker? Is that why I'm president of three clubs this year, because it is somehow confirmation of my worth? That doesn't sound so appealing.
Osborne told me the other day that I should be President one day, kick Dubbya out of his job. President of the US sounds like a horrible job: half the country hates you on any given day, so much pressure, so much criticism. Yet, the whole political system fascinates me. I used to be immensely annoyed at the inefficient bickering of politicians and vowed never to become involved in it myself. Now, I realize that to change the system, you have to understand it. Education, education, education!! How can I complain if I take no part in it?
Does this mean I want to run for office someday? Probably not. I still dream of a small liberal arts college where I live in my quaint white house, filled to the brim with books and books and books. Everyday imparting knowledge upon the minds of America's youth. Molding the clay of perception and teaching students not what, but how to think. Sounds ideal.
But I think I will always somehow be involved in politics. Who knows in what capacity, but I have to make a difference, get this nation closer to the ideals it represents. So...Senator Watson? Who knows?
Am I an attention seeker? Is that why I'm president of three clubs this year, because it is somehow confirmation of my worth? That doesn't sound so appealing.
Osborne told me the other day that I should be President one day, kick Dubbya out of his job. President of the US sounds like a horrible job: half the country hates you on any given day, so much pressure, so much criticism. Yet, the whole political system fascinates me. I used to be immensely annoyed at the inefficient bickering of politicians and vowed never to become involved in it myself. Now, I realize that to change the system, you have to understand it. Education, education, education!! How can I complain if I take no part in it?
Does this mean I want to run for office someday? Probably not. I still dream of a small liberal arts college where I live in my quaint white house, filled to the brim with books and books and books. Everyday imparting knowledge upon the minds of America's youth. Molding the clay of perception and teaching students not what, but how to think. Sounds ideal.
But I think I will always somehow be involved in politics. Who knows in what capacity, but I have to make a difference, get this nation closer to the ideals it represents. So...Senator Watson? Who knows?