What is the ultimate question? If there really was an aged, decrepit guru at the top of the highest mountain who could answer any question, what would you ask? How to attain eternal happiness? Is there really life after death? What exactly is in that Monday Mystery Meat? Or, in a world that portrays women as the perfect hourglass figure, would the only real question be what is the best diet plan? I can see it now. The old, wrinkled man sitting in lotus position, muttering about Slim Fast and Weight Watchers. What has our world come to? Image, sex, and money run the lives of millions across the country. Girls cry themselves to sleep at night, wondering if anyone will ever like them for who they really are. Poverty, discrimination, and oppression dot the countryside like chickenpox on a small child. While the rich become richer, the poor lay in the streets. As the future of America, we must stand up for those that cannot speak. Fear holds our hearts. Fear of persecution, fear of judgment. But we must fight for our future! Join me in my screams of outrage at our world!