Oh to be a Pearl in Isle

I found this while looking on the Dispatch website for editorials on the C-I strike. Classic.

Our home is where we live.
It is our province, our habitat and our sanctuary.
It is where ideals and ideas sometimes clash.
It is where we ponder about the instability of life.
The happenings of today appear to stand upon uncertain premises.
Person power that once gave a sense of accomplishment to the worker is now considered passe. Computers are the mode of today. Scorned is the workman who is not skilled in the complexity of the computer world.
My thoughts revert to the days when people took satisfaction in a simple life -- a life free from the stresses of a world gone mad with the ever increasing dependency upon machines.
The Internet is a Pandora's Box whose intricate workings have spread worldwide.
It might be praiseworthy if all players were honorable.
Corruption travels hand in hand with affluence.
In my sanctuary I am sheltered from the "out there world."
Pearl C. Finkbeiner
Isle

Also, I would like to say that the Crosby girls basketball team got screwed by adults being too selfish and greedy for their own good. If the teachers and administrators really cared about the children, that education was more than just a job for them, then they would have given the girls their blessing to play in the section tournament. Instead, a team that had the chance to go far at state was forced to forfeit the first game of the section tournament, and the seniors on the team will never play another game for the team. Congratulations, C-I. You all suck.