Crisis.

Yes, so? You tell us, we get it.

So what do we DO about it?

You’re strong on explaining, but weak on action.

Words without action are just words.

Even I, little me, am afraid to raise my voice, because I have no real power and could be squashed and unplugged.

So I walk down the street and talk to people. One by one.

But I’m shy, another word for coward.

I plan to, am going to, talk to people in groups.

Though I’m nobody, and know too little, I can still do more. I can rise to the occasion and fill the need, which I know I can do, because I have.

I can stamp my little foot. I can say, trying to yell, “NO!”

When people say, “Nobody knows what they’re doing, nobody is leading the way,” I say, “I’m nobody, and there’s lots more of me.”