A few weeks ago, I was campaigning in St. Mary’s, Ohio. During lunch, I read a front page story in the Dayton Daily News about a local scientist who had invented a patch to monitor an athlete’s fluid levels at any given moment (depending on the degree of perspiration, amount of exertion, et. Al.). Not more than 10 minutes after I read the article, I met –wouldn’t you know — a retired high school science teacher who was also a former head football coach at St. Mary’s High School. When I mentioned the article, he smiled and said his players could actually tell their fluid levels based on “…how thirsty they were. And even then,” he continued to smile, “that didn’t mean they’d get the water right away.” After the conversation, I couldn’t help but think: How ludicrous! Here we are spending all kinds of money, and using all kinds of scientific smarts, on athlete hydration research — while billions of people in the Third World don’t have access to clean drinking water, period. But that’s how unbelievably spoiled and self-centered we’ve become in this country. What an absolute tragedy. Note: Prior to campaigning in St. Mary’s, I’d stopped in Wapakoneta, Ohio — hometown of astronaut Neil (“When giant step for mankind…”) Armstrong. Here’s another phenomenally tragic case. That is, we’re spending billions of dollars to go to the moon, to Mars… where there is no water to speak of, no oxygen, no gravity, no food… Common sense says: Wouldn’t that, oh, be a hint God didn’t want us in those places? And wouldn’t the money be better spent getting, again, cleaning drinking water, food, adequate shelter, and so on to the billions of people in desperate straits on this planet?