“It is not the critic who counts … the credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming.”
In that calculation, President Roosevelt ingeniously captured the essence of college students in the status quo.
But what I see is that people my age lack a purpose. For my grandparents, purpose was aiding in a war effort. For my parents, it was raising a family and preserving American tradition in a changing world.