Leslie viewed this as an oversimplification. Aptitude, interest, and drive; these were prevalent in most successful people. The education system would...need to foster critical problem solving. Some components of critical thinking could be taught and some developed over time; the real trick would be getting them to coalesce and function."Hobson," Leslie found it hard to tone down her enthusiasm. "Do you have any information on the Mind Meld competitions?" I have information on both the. Could you send for something?" I need some records from my office. I'll send word to the kitchen as I pass." He bowed, turned, and followed the page out the door.James leaned back, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. It was the seriousness of it all that was starting to get to him. The weight of the responsibility. If he did the wrong thing, made the wrong choice, people could ... die. Actually die. Children. He could get children killed.He stood, walking to a map tacked to the wall. It. That is why…with a heavy heart…I must do what is necessary to ensure that this nation reaches its full potential. I have just passed a new bill called ‘The Nigger Supremacy Act’. Simply put…it states that being a lesser human being is now illegal. From this day forward, all whites must report to their local Nigger Supremacy Building for processing. The white men will be dealt with as the criminals they are, and the women will be sent to breeding camps. I refuse to allow white men to ruin this. I don’t trust taking this land yacht back behind the ridge.”“I can’t fault you there, what about Barbara?”“Hopefully they haven’t arrived yet, since they’re likely checking our back door. If they don’t show up in ten minutes I’ll call her cell phone.”Seven minutes later Marc and Barbara arrive. They exit their cars and Kyle introduces everyone. He explains why he’s waiting here and Barbara replies, “That’s rather smart of you, Kyle, but I don’t think we want to transfer a bunch of guns in this.