A Little Misunderstanding

It still seems strange to me why the owners were so set on the removal of the garden. Being "green" is the cool thing to do, especially if you want government funding (which we didn't want, and would not take because we have something called principles).

This just goes to show how political everything can be. When a group of students growing vegetables threatens your pride with Beta Carotene, Iron AND Folic Acid (had it not been for the Folic Acid, I'm sure we would yet be harvesting our beloved vegetables), you are left with no alternative but dictatorial mandates of destruction.

Sometimes I wonder if it was just a little misunderstanding that caused this.

In the words of Emerson, "Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood."

Yeah, we're going to go with that argument, that we were simply misunderstood.

Nonetheless, we're glad we gardened, and even looking back on these sullen faces, we remember more the happy times, the smiling faces, and the greenest parking spot in the lot.

In spite of all the happenings that fateful night, we still managed to look forward to better times (or at that fat lady standing on top of a building yelling at us). And that is what counts.