Posted by
Team Turk on Friday, October 13, 2006 3:01:11 AM
There are days in this profession.
Against the backdrop of North Korea testing a nuclear weapon, Mark Foley disgracing both his position and our party, and polling that makes you want to sit down and cry, you cannot help but doubt yourself. There are so many days here where you can't imagine that anything good will ever happen. You're buried under a black fog of partisanship and self-promotion and stupidity and a brand of politics that's just plain mean.
Then, it happens. A company, which two people imagined, twenty invested in, and sixty-seven worked for, sells for $1.65 billion or roughly $24,626,866 every employee. Twenty-four months ago, You Tube was a dream. No one could have imagined it would influence popular culture or political campaigning, much less make any investor a multimillionaire.
On these days, I think about the North Koreans, Somalis, and Iranians. How many of their dreams could have materialized in this nation? How many of them have ever lacked the fear to dream?
There are still days… Days when your workload piles up and a countdown starts in your head. Days when the time you spend on the phone outweighs the time you get to sleep. Days when you spend more time screaming at the opposition than you spend talking with your family. Yes there will always be those days when you want to put your hand through a window and your head in a hole. But, every now and again, you have to think… God, what a country.
Raymond Smalley