So I hung on the every word of this guy, a year s experience at an obscure Minnesota school already behind him, as he took it upon himself to enlighten me. He sat across from me in the ice cream shop where we both worked last summer, his eyes sparkling and his arms gesturing madly. He made it sound as if college students sit around in dimly-lit dorm rooms, guitar music playing softly in the background, and solved the world s problems over popcorn and cigarettes. I asked him incredulously. He shrugged his shoulders.
People grow up.
They get married, they get jobs. They forget about saving the world. Because it seems like everyone here has already left that Mighty Mouse attitude behind. Most of us aren t married, and few have more than the casual part-time job in the cafeteria. Someone tell me where the youthful idealists are hiding.