I just finished reading a selection written by the great and admirable Emerson. This, being the gizillionth homework assignment from Mrs. Conkel's College English class of forebodence and despair, was a suprisingly enlightening peice of literature. The part that caught my attention was the last sentence, which read, "To be great is to be misunderstood..." If only we could all take this advice to heart, would we change at all? Is our longing to be understood stronger than our underlying ...