Too many Americans today operate with the same sense as my two and a half year old, as follows:
"Mom, I want a lollipop."
"You ate all your lunch, but it's kind of late for a snack. Do you promise to eat your dinner if I give you a lollipop?" Little fingers curl together in the uncompromising grasp of a pinky swear.
"I promise to eat my dinner."
Holding out her choices, I ask, "Do you want green, red, or purple?"
Long pause. Careful consideration. "I want green."
Several moments of professed enjoyment later, a soggy (empty) lollipop stick is pressed into my hand.
"I didn't want green. I want red."
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