As our nation's economy grows and faces increasing competition from countries like India and China, its energy needs will continue to expand. In a world economy that is dependent on cheap, reliable fuel, our nation needs to adapt to rising world fuel prices in order to simply survive. Currently, the United States is investing in many technologies so that it may produce electricity cheaply; at the same time, it is looking for a solution to burning expensive gas in our cars.

Over the weekend I went grocery shopping and bought about fifty dollars worth of food. As I came back to my dorm, placed the food in the refrigerator, and stored the snacks in the kitchen cabinets, what remained on the kitchen floor were ten empty plastic bags. The cashier had placed what I had purchased in five double-bagged parcels. This is not the first time this has happened to me ever since I arrived here in Maryland as an exchange student one month ago. In fact, it seems to happen every time I go grocery shopping.

On a cold day this past January I was working at my veterinarian's office and I saw the most pitiful sight I have ever seen. I had been aware of neglect, one of my own horses was a rescue, but I only saw the cases where the horse survived. I saw the difference between a horse that lived out his years with a caring master and one who was forgotten and forsaken by his owner.

The world is a seemingly intricate sphere spiraling into inexplicable perplexity. However the intangible laws that govern the world are, in truth, quite simple. Newton once stated, “Every object in a state of uniform motion tends to remain in that state of motion unless an external force is applied to it” (Newton’s Three Laws of Motion). The same laws can be applied to society. We can compare the “object[s]” described by Newton with individuals of society.

The human mind is the most complex entity that exists in the known universe.  The mind is defined as a collection of neurons, or nerve cells, that continuously receive input from the outside world, process that information, and then send it to other neurons in order to give rise to the conscious and unconscious states experienced everyday by humans all around the planet.  There are roughly 100 billion neurons, making tens of thousands of connections every second (Schwartz and Begley 105).

Children’s perception of death has been a great mystery to psychologists and to parents as well. Almost as prevalent are concerns about how survivors and sufferers of terminal illnesses perceive death and morbidity in their daily lives. Are they more mature or more morbid? Are they more determined to succeed or more prone to suicide? Many questions surround the victims of terminal illnesses, particular the young. Research and studies show that these children are more likely to have emotional problems or mental illnesses later in life that could potentially even end in suicide.

Hour long traffic jams, cookie-cutter suburban homes, strip malls with immense parking lots, and social stratification are all various results of America’s bad case of suburbanization.  These emblems of America’s development exhibit how suburban sprawl has taken over our infrastructure and resulted in a turn for the worse.  Many problems have arisen from the trends of suburban sprawl.  Most notably, climate change is at the forefront of our generation’s issues; and increased personal car usage, which serves as one of the top factors in our nation’s greenhouse gas emissions, is directly corr

In this new millennium, it would not be farfetched to conclude that efforts to remove past racial prejudices that unfairly handicapped African Americans, have been predominantly successful. Yet, even with the removal of racial prejudices, researchers have continued to recognize a visible academic achievement gap between middle class African Americans and other middle class races, primarily white Americans. Over the years, researchers such as Harvard University economist Ron Ferguson have conducted studies in middle class and upper class African American communities.

With his heart racing as if it were keeping up with the beat of a steady African drum, Trevor walked into the waiting room for his first therapy session. After getting into an fight with another student and accidentally hitting the principal in the crossfire, he was forced to see a psychotherapist. Resentment was the only emotion his seven-year-old body could feel. He trudged into the room, head hanging low, mouth scrunched up in anger, and eyes glued to the floor. He was not excited for the treatment, but ready to get it over with.