I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
Credit goes to, of course, Martin Luther King, Jr. May his dreams continue to get sweeter and sweeter as we figure it out here on earth.
Well, we were able to GET lunch. However, the eating of it has been an iterative process, managing a bite here and there between meetings. You guys are a little too young for math, but maybe the grownups can help: If I start eating a salad at 11:30am and finish at 3pm how many bites/hour did I get?
Extra credit: If meetings x frustration + hungry = postal/Y, what is Y? And where can I find some?
