Permit me to contrast my day today and my father's. At 230am this morning, my 73 year old father received a phone call that a patient of his needed his medical care. He dressed and went to the hospital to treat her and remained at NYU hospital until 830pm tonight. That's a 18 hour day. That's my Iron Man.
Contrast that with my day. I woke up at 630am and walked my son to school at 745am. I made a couple of phone calls to co-authors and worked a bit on a paper. I had lunch with my colleagues and took it easy in the afternoon. I believe that I worked 3 hours today. I'm now listening to Soundgarden and typing this nonsense. Is America growing stronger or weaker? What are we maximizing?