The Anti-Registtration Papers: Part I, Privacy

A civil war is looming over comic book and film fans alike, and it has already begun to take its toll, driving multiple debates between myself and Tess Jones, who may be authoring the Registration Papers. The fight over the question of superhero registration is a serious one that poses serious questions for real world political and moral values. While this obviously takes place in a separate world (MCU is a fair choice, but I will also pull from canon within the books), the question addresses that world's United States.
So, while this might be a separate universe, we can assume relatively similar conditions and mindsets to those facing the real life United States. While those arguing for registration may have everyone's best intentions in mind, and I certainly feel a great deal of respect for Mr. Stark, I must take up the Star-Spangled Banner alongside Mr. Rogers (not that one) and argue in opposition of superhuman registration.
The question of how much liberty humans ought to forfeit in exchange for what measure of safety is one that is as old as government itself. While a totalitarian state is the most safe for a nation, it also asks too much of the people living under its social contract. Superhuman registration is a fundamental violation of the right to privacy found in the US constitution, and established by the Supreme Court in the 1965 case Griswold v. Connecticut. The majority of superhumans, and the one's I am personally concerned with, receive their abilities either by natural born mutation, or medical development, and the government has no right to know either of those.
First, genetic super humans. Prominently featured among the X-Men these are beings born through the process of evolution with whatever ability they may possess, and that's the important thing, it is theirs. Most legal arguments currently view DNA and other genetic information as being the private concern of the individual or even property. While the specifics are still being hashed out in court, it is clear which way the wind is blowing. The government has no right to know what your genetic makeup is because it is most likely your patent-able property, and if it isn't, it certainly is no one else's business.
As for those who develop their abilities through misadventure, often from radiation like the Hulk and Spider-Man, that is your own personal medical concern. The medical field is one of the primary fields of concern for the right to privacy. The only time you can be compelled to share your medical status is if your have a disease that can be spread to someone else, and even then you don't have to register yourself as someone with a disease, you're just quarantined until you no longer pose a threat to anyone else.
Many would say that someone with nothing to hide shouldn't be scared of releasing information, but if the state is fine with everyone's information being shared, why not make everyone's private information public? Maybe my exceptional height is a sign that I'm developing into Colossus, so I should be monitored to ensure I don't develop into a superhuman. That is the same argument that every major surveillance program ever used on innocent civilians, most prominently the  NSA scandal revealed by Edward Snowden. With total surveillance, the government could possibly know more about an individual knows about them self.
Not every superhuman knows that they are a superhuman. Many don't see any manifestation of their powers until late in life, and some have powers so small that they wouldn't even notice it them self, like a mutant with Dr. Xavier whose ability is changing the TV channel at will by blinking. What would be done with these truant registrations? Punishment would be unethical for someone with a condition they were unaware of, and if that argument holds, then any superhuman could claim ignorance upon interrogation. To punish people for circumstances beyond their control and beyond the rightful knowledge of the government is the wrong action.

In Part II of the Anti-Registration Papers, I will discuss concerns for the safety of the superhumans themselves.

Time Marches On

Let me begin by saying that this is a politically focused piece of writing, but I'm not going to be making endorsements or damnations. You have your disclaimer.

Among the most hateful speeches for segregation the nation had ever seen, Governor George Wallace of Alabama famously declared his support for "segregation today, segregation tomorrow, segregation forever" in his first inaugural address. This famously led to mass protests and civil rights action in Montgomery on behalf of such giants as John Lewis and Dr. King. Following the application of a black decorated Navy veteran to the University of Alabama, Wallace famously barred the schoolhouse door personally, delivering rhetoric with the protection of the National Guard. Now, anyone acquainted with American history knows that the Kennedy's didn't let that happen for too long and the march of history resulted in the defeat of segregation and victory of truth, justice, and the American way.

The part that many forget or don't know is that George Wallace later realized the error of his ways. At the 30 year commemoration of the Selma-Montgomery march, the very protest he ordered attacks onto, Gov. Wallace sat with the president of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, a man he had previously sought to stop from marching. As Judas realized his grave wrongs at the end of his life, Gov. Wallace realized the error of his ways. During the 1982 election, he sought the forgiveness of those he wronged, and even got significant support from the black community in Alabama. 

In that term, Wallace greatly expanded social programs including education and healthcare in the state. Does this excuse the hate he stirred, the bones he ordered broken, or the walls he reinforced between Americans? Probably not, and his legacy as a hatemonger is probably warranted, but during an election where my party is very concerned about the history of Mrs. Clinton, I feel it only fair to interject that people can, in fact, change for the better, and we should never count someone as eternal evil. While wrongdoings do deserve punishment, the people of Alabama would have missed out on a great deal of progress for the better if they had not forgiven the evils of George Wallace's segregationist policies.

So, Hillary Clinton. While she might have made some mistakes more recently that will hopefully be looked further into by concerned authorities, why should her time as a Republican be held against her? HRC interned with, and campaigned for Barry Goldwater, a Republican presidential candidate who was less than progressive for civil rights. As a party, we don't exactly want a conservative prone to campaigning against civil rights and universally opposing welfare. The thing thing is, that's not Hillary anymore, and it hasn't been for a while. As early as the 90s she was already supporting liberal ideals like Universal Health Care. Before this cycle, and her alleged sins as Secretary of State, Clinton also supported lowering tuition and an infrastructure stimulus. Are those really so terrible a history? People change, and we, both the Democratic Party and the American people need to realize that people can change for the better.

Don't believe me? Look at a martyred hero of the Democratic party from the Bush administration, Senator Robert Byrd of West Virginia. Sen. Byrd is often respected for being the only major opposition in the Senate to the disastrous invasion of Iraq in addition to other major achievements for liberals in his long time spent with the U.S. Senate. Byrd's foreshadowing speech to the Senate about Iraq is often sighted as an example of the greatness of the Democratic Party. That is to forget his prior position as an Exalted Cyclops with the Ku Klux Klan. Now, that comes with the note that there is little, if any evidence of personal acts of hatred against any of the numerous targets of the Klan, but that's kind of my point. Byrd has attested on numerous occasions that he used the Klan as a means of launching himself into politics, and from there, he did good things. He made great actions as politician that greatly benefited both his nation and his state, and wrote of his time as a Klan leader with nothing but shame. We don't remember him today as a racist or a villain, but as the noble man making a lone stand against a wrongful war on a foreign land that history will remember as a mistake. If his constituents had decided to perpetually hold the ghosts of his past against him, they would have lost out on the great man he became.

These examples don't just go for liberals; remember, Ronald Reagan also spent a respectable portion of his life as a Democrat before switching parties, and that's not where his faults for the Republican party ended. While his policies, now known collectively as Reaganomics, are the moral backbone of conservative economic policies, but also saw America spiraling into debt like never before. For those who would debate that point, there is no debate that his views on gun control did not fall in line with the Republican party at large, then or now. Pres. Reagan supported gun control, specifically calling out the banning of the AK-47 and  other assault rifles as not abridging the Second Amendment, arguably getting the ball rolling for the other Clinton's federal ban on assault rifles. That is not the legacy he hold in the party, he is remembered as a beacon of fiscal responsibility, and not a mention to be made of his stance on guns, a probable political suicide for any Republican in the modern political atmosphere. Once again a major hero of his party is forgiven for the contributions he made for their cause.

Now, this is far from an endorsement of Clinton, I feel the Bern, or an attempt to forget the racial prejudice and hatred of the past. Those are very important parts of history, and should be remembered, but don't forget that people can change for the better, and focus on the present. If living in your own past is harmful to you, living in the pasts of others is also selfishly posing a detriment onto everyone. In politics, candidates should be seen for who they are, not for who they were.

The argument of past supports are a thin argument to distract from what candidates believe in the here and now. The arguments of the past are only of value in where they brought their arguers. Wallace atoned for his wrongdoings, Byrd remembered his past with embarrassment, Reagan is enshrined as a hero. If she stops Sanders, perhaps I will back her into an era of change. How long a grace period should be given to forget the past? Decide for yourself, it's your vote. For the sake of everyone, just educate yourself and cast it.

My Father's Son

There are a few virtues that I am often attributed. Teachers tell me that I am a hard working student. Friends tell me that I am a caring person. Family tell me that I know how to treat others; however, it would be wrong of me to smile and say that I have worked hard to be the man I am today. I know that I am not the one worthy of praise. I just learned it from my dad.
When most people imagine a great man, they think of the traditional hero. They think of a man who fought against oppression, or who made a great invention, or someone who had a major and widespread impact on the world in some way. Those are not the only great men this world knows, to acknowledge only those already given a great amount of attention, would be to disregard men who work equally as hard, but have a different calling. In the same way that George Bailey was an unsung hero, my dad makes the world around himself a better place every day.
My father works hard. Like, really hard. He gets up at 5 every morning so he can drive a half hour to work and the work until 3. Why does he want to get off so early? It's because for a good portion of the year, he's also a coach. Every fall and winter my dad coaches two basketball teams, one for my brother and one for my sister. Every spring and summer he runs the Sturgis softball program. What does he do after he's done with that for the night? He's the secretary of Whitewood's Volunteer Fire Department. All of that in addition to being the father of five children.
While he is more than proficient at everything he puts into his life, I would argue my father is the most adept at being a father. One of the essential duties of being a father is creating a good mold for children to follow in. My father is a good person, and I would be lucky to be half the man he is.
He isn't obligated to try as much as he used to. I'm 19 years old, and out of his house. If he wanted to, my dad could cut off all support to me, Would anyone look down on him for trying to get me to be more self-reliant? That's not him. Every week since I've been at Mines, he has taken me out to lunch to talk with me. We don't talk about just trivial matters, he actually wants to help me. My dad truly wants to know how I am doing.
I know I will always have someone steady as granite to support me, but he is more than that to me. The further into life I go, the more confused I am about how everything is supposed to be; yet, I do have the solace of a template. I know that if I can fill the majority of my dads metaphorical shoes (I'm a couple actual sizes bigger) I will be a good man, the son of a great.

Commencement Address

I would like to begin by thanking the people responsible for today, our family and our faculty. From our parents who have supported us around every turn, to our teachers and administration who work tirelessly in our favor, to our uncles by marriage who only came to the state for an excuse to see Mt. Rushmore, I would like to sincerely thank you. Every member of the audience not wearing a cap and gown should know that you have made it possible for us to sit, smile, and let you do all the work.
Fellow students of the class of 2015, we're here. We have worked hard to overcome the obstacles that we have all faced throughout our high school careers. Some of us have undergone personal hardships, many have taken a class that threatened a timely graduation, and all of us have stared down the nightmare that is the senior experience. Seriously guys, a graduation speaker makes a joke about this every year, take the hint.
Today is not a day to dwell on hardships though. Today is a day to smile in triumph. The purpose of high school is to prepare us for whatever our personal future may be. This is a scary time in our life, and our difficulties are just cause to be anxious. It makes me long for the days when everything could be fixed by animal crackers. I remember one time I was scared to come to school, so my mom kissed my forehead, and gave me some animal crackers to make it all better. And then I got in my car and came here.
We are all going through a lot of changes, and all kidding aside, that change is terrifying. But that change is good. Change is what moves us forward. Change is the force not content to watch others do great things, but insists that is must also be us.
Before me I see doctors, I see entrepreneurs, and I see teachers, but more than any profession, I see a whole lot of uncertainty. According to cliche I'm supposed to tell you to spread your wings and fly, but maybe your future doesn't involve flying. Our class quote from Abraham Lincoln says "Whatever you are, be a good one." If you are a bird, please fly; however if you are a horse run, and if you are a fish swim... Because if you don't you'll probably die.
Wherever your life will take you, get there in your own way, because you are the only one who can take yourself from this ceremony to wherever you want to go. I personally plan on rolling out of the parking lot in the new Camero I know my dad is going to surprise me with. What's that? No Camero? That was a joke everybody, get it? What I meant to say was that I will leave these halls with my head held high, proud of the accomplishments I have made, and confident of the twisting, turning road before me.
This is our commencement ceremony because this is where our greater journey commences. All of our roads are leading to different places. Some of us see a clear path laid before us. Some of us know our target, but not where it is located. Some of us are just going to wander for a while. Wherever we go, one thing is certain, by the time our ten year reunion rolls around, we will all have some great tales to tell. Wherever your road is going, make the best of it; because the story always continues, and now we all have the tools to be our own authors. Class of 2015, congratulations.

Sick: A Humble Attempt to Open Dialogue

Hi, I'm ill,

but not in the way that means I'm chill.

What I mean is that I'm sick,

and lately I've been having some thoughts stick.

When I was in middle school

my best friend got cancer.

We all knew the rule

that helping was the answer.

Now, I might not be ill in my body,

and the campaigns for me aren't gaudy.

But when I felt sick

the only help I heard was cricket.

A while ago a friend asked

why I miss so much class.

Fearful, I told her "it's for my health."

But I knew she wondered what was wrong with myself.

My disease is supposed to be private,

it's not supposed to be talked about.

But it comes with the family,

and I just found out.

Okay, I have depression,

I'm only know speaking true,

because I fear discussion.

Because I worry I'll miss you.

If I coughed

when I walked.

It'd be okay,

for me to say

that things aren't going my way.

That today is a terrible day.

But in the land of joyful moods,

no one seems to care for broken goods.

Fearing the stigma,

fearing the talk,

I showed my family an enigma,

and my friends a happy stock.

When my friend was impaired,

the doctors ran their tests.

But when I asked for care

I met the rest.

The one's who think it's a scam.

That it couldn't be that bad.

That the doctors were all shams,

and the mental health trend a fad.

But depression kills people too,

maybe it's even eating at you.

Maybe it's run your heart through,

or maybe your heart stayed while the rest grew.

Now you feel hollow,

and you eyes have lost their glow.

But you keep on smiling.

Because it's all that you know.

People say they support you,

when you're feeling blue.

But the numbers show

depression has grown.

So why don't you let people know?

Why can't I tell you?

You might be there too.

They say misery loves company,

and yet I'm alone.

Just because I inherit bad genes

doesn't give me the emotions of a machine.

I still walk and (occasionally) run.

I still laugh and have fun.

Lack of a problem

doesn't eliminate an issue.

Things might be awesome,

but I still pack tissues.

I spiral down,

I become obsessed.

I see myself in a ghost town,

and that I regress.

Because I can't share.

Because I can't break.

I see my demons everywhere.

I'm sorry everyone, but it's more than I can take.

Sharing this does not make me weak.

I am not throwing in a white flag.

I survived, so don't call me meek.

I went through hell, I have a right to brag.

Now ends my private riot.

I'm done with the whole show.

I'm finished being quiet.

Now you all know.

Equal Means Equal

Recently, I came across the image below on Facebook, shared by a friend of mine.

Seem Reasonable?

The two of us have discussed women's rights in the past, and almost unilaterally agree. As many of you know by now, I consider myself a male feminist. That doesn't mean I don't think there are certain injustices toward men deal with that women don't receive. I want equal rights for both genders. As far as I'm concerned, if both are going to have equal rights, then there should be the maximum amount of rights possible. The sort of with us or against us mentality that seems to dictate neo-feminism is something that should not be allowed to continue.

Gender differences in society are not like race differences in society. In America, seemingly every statistic is in favor of the white majority. Speaking as someone in almost every majority, I am not worried about police brutality because of my race, I don't lose sleep worrying how my community will react to my faith. However, I do worry about what would happen if I ever had to fight for my child in court. Gender is a different story from race.
Let me clarify something. In my humble opinion, there does need to be more progress for women's rights. The point of everything I'm saying within this is that both men and women need progress for their rights. Though there are more difficulties facing women, but that does not mean that men should be ignored.

Let me examine a bit of precedent behind that statement. Specifically I want to look at Karen DeCrow, who passed away last year. At one point DeCrow was the President of the National Organization for Women. As an attorney, she was able to win many court cases in favor of feminism, and was considered a major leader of the feminist cause in the 1970s and 1980s. That wasn't all she did, though. Not seeing feminism and masculanism as mutually exclusive, DeCrow actually argued some major cases in favor of men's rights. For instance, she argued that if a woman has the right to opt out of parenthood through an abortion, then a man should have the right to opt out as well, and leave the process. This incited a large amount of backlash from feminists claiming she was supporting the stereotype of the cruel seductress using her feminine whiles to trick a man into becoming her husband. In reality, DeCrow simply believed that men are no given advantages in every aspect of society. I agree with her. It's not that there aren't gender differences that negatively affect women, it's that there are things that negatively affect men and women.
Marriage is something that is cited as putting women at a disadvantage; however, marriage is a broad thing that has effects on many parts of life. The idea often goes that after being married more work is expected of married women than men, so despite the fact that women and men both have jobs, women do more work on the whole. That is not true. On average men in 2011 spent an average of 47 hours between work and household duties while women spent 39. While it is true that women are far more likely to be stay at home mom's, I have one myself, that is largely because there is a societal perception that men can't or shouldn't be stay at home fathers. When a family starts, many fathers want to stay at home and help the mother of their child raise their child. Unfortunately, the University of Oregon found that only 10-15% of men have that option. Is this a worse harm to men, than the glass ceiling is to women? No. No it is not. That doesn't mean this should be changed for men.
Let's look beyond successful relationships though. Crumbling marriages are surprisingly harmful to men. First, let's look back to the children. Child custody battles do not go well for men. The Census Bureau stated in 2011 that less than 20% of custodial parents are fathers. Anecdotally, when a relative of mine entered a custody battle, one of the first things his attorney told him was that he was unlikely to win because few judges will grant custody to men. There's no reason to assume that mothers are better than fathers. In fact, Texas A&M found that father's are very important to childhood development. While a child being able to have both parents is obviously preferable, there is no reason to grant women preference. It is a horrible to think that there are good men who can't get custody of their children because of gender.

Men can also be called on to do further service to their country than women. It took a ridiculously long time for women to be able to serve in combat areas in the US military. It is insulting to assert that women aren't capable of things that men are. In all seriousness, I truly believe most women are more suited than me to serve in combat scenarios. So, why don't they sign up for selective service? While women can opt in to the selective service, it should be mandatory. Men and women ought to have unilaterally equal rights. Rights come with responsibilities. The draft is a necessary evil and if men have the responsibility of defending their country, then so do women.
Something I hate is the portrayal of women in many forms of media. People have learned that sex sells, and so female characters are often portrayed as being there just for visual appeal, or else as only a love interest. That's not only sexist, but also poor writing. Want to know what else I hate? The portrayal of men in media. Starting at the beginning let's think of children's television. There's a family with three children, two of whom are boys. One is smart and unpopular, the other cuts class to hang out with his numerous friends. Sound familiar? How many shows can you think of where the coolest person/protagonist on the show is a dumb boy? While this problem can certainly extend to women, I can think of very few male characters who are portrayed as intelligent as well as broadly liked, and that is a problem I still have. Just look at the 90's TV hit Friends. You have three main guys. Two are intelligent. Ross is portrayed as socially challenged because he's intelligent. The second half of that set is Chandler. Chandler doesn't win many points socially so he has to resort to humor to get support. Finally, there is Joey. Joey is not smart, but he fares all the better for it usually. He is better looking, gets more girls with less effort, and is generally liked. Regardless of age, we all have an innate desire for acceptance, and we will follow the models set forth to get it. That can translate to problems down the road.
Education is more important for success than ever before. Since 1994, both men and women of all races have become more likely to attend college, a great thing for the progress of our country; however, Pew Research found disparity of gender enrollments has grown. In 1994 women led men in enrollment by a whopping 2%. Small enough that I would call it negligible. That number is up to 13%. College is not for everybody, man or woman. But presuming men and women will want similar jobs at similar rates, there should not be nearly so large a gap. I'm not saying that media portrayal is the only cause of this disparity. Other potential sources cited by Pew include disciplinary disparity towards boys and girls in schools, as well as barrier of entry to the work force, but if every character a boy or man can identify with is unmotivated toward success, what more can you really expect?
Finally, let me address one of the most hot button issues I can. Sexual and relationship violence are monstrosities. The idea of having humanity stripped on such a basic level is horrifying to me. In my mind, rapists are some of the lowliest human beings on the planet because of the way they treat another human being, and I don't feel sorry for saying that. Anyone harmed in such a way deserves every support they can get. So, why don't men? If you are reading this and thinking that I'm going off on a tangent about something that isn't a real problem, then you're part of the problem. Sorry, now let me explain.
Men get raped. Shocking? Men can be raped by both other men as well as women. In fact, the National Crime Victimization Survey found that roughly 38% of rapes take place against men, which was confirmed by the Bureau of Justice Statistics. That's no paltry amount of victims. So, why is the perception that only women get raped? It's because men are less likely to report being raped. The idea is that men always want to get laid, so why would they ever say no? Many men won't even realize they have been raped, thinking they somehow gave consent without realizing it. According to Brown University, men are unlikely to report being raped because there is the societal perception that men need to be able to protect themselves at all times from anything.

It is not a man's fault that he is raped anymore than it is a woman's fault. Victim blaming has no productivity. That's not the way the problem is handled, unfortunately. As highlighted by House of Cards, rape is a major problem in the military. In fact, military statistics show that over half of the victims are male, and 38 men are raped daily in the military. In interviews with GQ some men opened up about their experiences. I admire their courage for speaking out. A man formerly in the Navy named Steve Stovey was bound, blindfolded, and sodomized by three men the day before his father would come to ride on the ship with Stovey. He didn't say anything for fear of shaming his father. Had Stovey reported the incident, the Don't Ask Don't Tell policy of the time would not only have had his attackers kicked out of the military, but also Stovey himself. Trent Smith allowed was scared to fight back because his assailant was a ranking officer, and he feared reprimand. And those who report are, like civilian men, met with skepticism. A man going by the name Neal reported being raped to his doctor. The doctor responded "Son, men don't get raped." For more accounts, follow the link to the GQ article. This perception is wrong.

LeBeouf wore a paper bag for the project.

Want a high profile example? Look at Shia LeBeouf. If you didn't hear, Shia LeBeouf was raped during a performance art project called "#IAMSORRY." Viewers got to see LeBeouf in a room in private with Shia. LeBeouf has opened up about the experience with the magazine Dazed. LeBeouf stated that a woman came in and whipped him for ten minutes, and then proceeded to rape him. The most insulting part? People are questioning whether he was raped at all. Evidence shows that what he says is true, but that doesn't stop people from saying that he couldn't be raped. In fact, CNN newscaster Piers Morgan wrote a series of Tweets victim-shaming tweets toward LeBeouf. Morgan said "Shia LeBeouf's claim to have been raped is truly pathetic & demeans real rape victims. Grow up, you silly little man." If being whipped, stripped, and forced to have sex isn't a real rape, then what is? If a woman had this happen to her, it wouldn't be a question if she had been raped. I know the threat of sexual assault is greater for women. I'm not challenging that. What I'm saying is that the fact that this is even a question is an insult.
The societal perception of masculinity needs to change. Men can be raped. Men are not always strong. Men don't are just as important can be smart and likable. Fathers are just as important as mothers.
As I said at the beginning of this, I truly believe that women have more social rights issues than men. I think to say that men are dealt the worse hand would be ridiculous. My problem is the asssertation that men do not face any damages to our rights. My problem is the idea that if you support the rights of men, then you must be a misogynist. I'm not. I just support human rights. If we are to support equal rights, then we need to remember that equal means equal, and the rights of one should not be prioritized over the rights of another. If you are bothered by the societal harms to men, and thus are a feminist, I encourage you to also be a masculinist.


For more information on anything I talked about, follow the links scattered throughout. If you have any thoughts, leave a comment below.

A Farewell to Speech and Debate

For the past five years, my participation in forensics has made my life better as a whole. I don’t know how many hours I’ve put into the sport, and frankly I might be horrified if someone could tell me exactly how many. I am done with my high school debate career. I am finished with driving all over the godforsaken state of Wyoming. I am through with spending time with the greatest group of people in the world, both on my team and off.

I am sad. When I began my career, I was a nervous and awkward 8th grader who could hardly say a word without stuttering uncontrollably, especially if a member of the opposite gender was present. At the end of it all, I am an awkward senior with a slightly endearing stutter, who can resist the urge to cry around women. Thankfully, debate has also made me immeasurably more confident in myself. I’ve been through a lot with my team, and I can honestly say that Speech and Debate is part of who I am.

In my early career, I don’t believe anyone had any faith in me, and I can’t say I blame them in retrospect. My first three novice PF meets in middle school ended in a 2-10 record, but I was undaunted. Little did I know the pain I was about to endure for the next two years. I did not do well. In fact, I did downright terrible. For my suffering, I did learn something. I learned to keep going. Prior to this, everything I liked came naturally to me. Debate taught me to learn from failure. I lost in LD? I better do some reading up on Immanuel Kant. My judges thought I stuttered in Reader’s Theater? Practice makes perfect. Something my coach, Mr. Johnson, an incredible influence on my life, told me early on served as motivation for me. He told me “No matter how talented anyone may or may not be, there is someone just as good as you out there. The only way to beat them is work.” So I worked.

Later in my career I started to reap the rewards. Junior year, there was only a single meet that went by where I did not make it to finals in something. I ended the year qualifying for Nationals in Student Congress. The national tournament in Overland Park, Kansas with one of my best friends was among the best things I have ever done. Though I won’t be returning this year, I am happy to see two great guys go, and can look with pride on my presidency.

I am scared to move forward into my post debate life. Stalingrad syndrome? Maybe. What will I do on Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays? What will I do late at night? I’ve forgotten how to have a good nights sleep. I have no idea how I’ll go on with life without Mr. Johnson’s semi-forced life advice. But I know I’m more prepared for life at the end of it all.

Am I gone forever? I certainly hope not. I want to judge, and coach, and if possible do collegiate debate. This is what I love. These are the people who have been like a family to me; however, as it stands I have reached the end of my NFL career.

So, goodbye to debate. Goodbye to speech. Goodbye to friends. Goodbye to rivals. Goodbye to late nights and early mornings. Goodbye to hotel antics. Goodbye to all the things I have experienced, good and bad. Until we meet again, these have been the best years of my life. Thank you to everyone who has been a part of making me who I am today.