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Elizabeth Warren

So remember how I was ranting about how everyone needs to do their part or this country isn't going to be better.  Elizabeth Warren, who was bashed in her Senate hearings and is now running to oust Scott Brown from his seat in Massachusetts, summed it up beautifully for me. 

My favorite part is "But part of the underlying social contract is you take a hunk of that and pay forward for the next kid who comes along."  That's what I think this country has lost sight of.  It's a social contract that we agree to in how things will be done here.  The past few decades have been full of finger pointing and blame and not a lot of agreement.

I just don't think that things will get better until we all agree to - well - as I like to say...put on the big girl pants and get to work.  I may not like EVERY decision, but if I can see that your position is for the greater good of the country, I can agree to work for it.  The ME generation has to grow up now and realize that it's a WE that makes this place a great place to live and work and raise a family.  So let's work together.  And support more people like Elizabeth Warren who are willing to speak truth to power.  It's is the only hope we have.

Comments

Jenn Flynn-Shon said…
I love when the world works this way, isn't this so very similar to the discussion we were just having on FB this morning? Minus the moving across the country part of course :-) Great minds I guess right?

Being the pay-it-forward generation has such a nicer ring to it anyway. Love this!

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