This last weekend I was standing on the side of a mountain road watching some young boys in shorts and knock-off Crocs carrying hefty loads up rocky hills with the ease of long familiarity and I thought to myself: Where is their school? What are their dreams? Might they be future Nobel Prize winners?
Do they know that we adults are about to vote to try and determine their future? Is this what 60 years of Independence has got us? Is this it?
