Kenders' Musings

I hate it. I like winning. It is an integral part of the human condition, I believe, to want to win. It is a very animalistic drive to want to overcome, to triumph, to survive. It is one of the driving forces of being alive. The will to win...the will to survive.

It's one of the reasons I like being on the "right" side of things. The right side is the good side, and I am not saying here that the "left" side is evil but today it certainly seems that way. Good is supposed to win. It is how things are supposed to work, and if I didn't believe that then morals and ethics would have no place in this world and nothing would have any meaning.

Losing a game, or an election, or even a race is really no big deal in the grand scheme of things. But we CANNOT lose this fight for Terri. Losing this fight causes us to lose our humanity, for it is not only the fight that is lost, but Terris' life. You can always play another game, run in another election or race another day, but this loss is a loss of life, and that cannot be replaced.