Pride We had a pep rally during school yesterday. We were assigned to teams according to who your teacher was. There were four teams, white, gold, maroon, and black. I was on the black team. Anyways, they put each team into different sections and we had to play a bunch of games to see what team would get that years spirit trophy. Maroon won with my team in second place. What I'm trying to get at though wasn't the games, but it was the people in the groups. I looked around and noticed how lost these people would get as they wanted the team they were on to win. They became so prideful in the space of fifteen minutes, and by the end of the hour-long assembly those people were very prideful of what team they were on, especially the maroon team's people. That's how I would describe patriotism. We are born into different places where we are raised and we simply accept most of the things that everyone tells us. It's like going into a debate on cars when you have no idea what a car needs to be a good car. Pride is one of the things that is ruining our world. And society. Why are we so intent on keeping true to what we know and what we've seen around us when there could be something much better hanging in front of our faces? I just thought it was an interesting thing. Thanks, Jake West