
I'm a puritan. A grasper. A Tracy Flick-like grinder. There is no genius in me, merely a willingness to hold tight to what I want with both hands, and not let go. I see so much talent and ability wasted because of inertia, laziness, a lust for just that one thing that is worst for us (echoes of "the best minds of my generation, starving, hysterical, naked"). I can be exhausting in my doggedness. Others exhaust me when they dance around the infection, worship it, ignore that which is healthy and good just around the way. What's wrong with trying to do the right thing?