Tolbert said:
>>The point being that you have limited narrative skills and that you hit the bong a little hard and too frequently?
The point wasn’t to demonstrate my admittedly rusty “narrative skills”. It was to convey ways to educate a child without waiting for the far-off date when a Dhimmicrat congress will permit vouchers for students.
As to “hitting the bong” I’ve never heard the phrase before but if it means you think I’m hitting the bottle or doing recreational drugs. I’m like this without benefit of either. The only drugs that have ever interested me were “smart drugs” which our FDA forbids.
Let me now give you the non-fiction version of the comment I originally wrote which is virtually guaranteed to further annoy you which I would deem a good thing.
“I am (sob) a “victim of the American educational system”. Who do I sue for educational malpractice?
“I dropped out of high school because after being bored out of my mind by Manhattan’s Marxist Mafia, I was then subjected to nuns on the warpath because of my stubborn adolescent atheism. Interestingly, public and parochial schools don’t share students’ school records with each other; hence, the parochial schools thought me gifted and the public schools not so much.
“I dropped out of college when a course I took in The Philosophy of Plato and Aristotle turned out to be 99% Plato, spiritual daddy of most dictators, and Aristotle whose writings on logic, ethics, politics,, aesthetics, biology and physics I had been struggling with on my own was dismissed in the last lecture as a “businessman’s philosopher.” Isn’t that pure educational malpractice? Don’t believe the catalog was the lesson I learned there.
“I dropped out of college again, because in the graduate course on Aristotle I was auditing people were talking pure bullshit and not being called on it.
“Later, I dropped out of graduate school because my fiction, non-fiction and film professors were all hacks, pure “schlockmeisters”. And this at what is considered an elite West Coast university. I had paid zero tuition (graduate fellowship) and that year was worth every cent I paid.
“Industrial beige walls, barred windows, jarring bells, being shunted from classroom to classroom to study a subject unrelated to what one was just studying, overpriced textbooks and boredom, boredom, boredom. That’s what we foist on millions of children and adolescents.
I suffered another instance of educational malpractice when I signed up for a course in astronomy because I wanted to learn more about the solar system. The unemployed scientist who taught the course considered the solar system “geology” and gave me a dirty look when I raised my hand and asked if I would be taught the solar system if I went down the hall to the Geology Department.
I had to suffer through a year of the History of Music when what I wanted was to learn to read music and more about the music of Johannes Sebastian Bach. Similarly, the History of Western Art involved dates and museums but aesthetics? Go ask the philosophy department. Right.
In the film STEALING HEAVEN, we see one of the middle age’s greatest teachers, Peter Abelard teaching students who had come from all over Europe to study with him. The University of Paris had something akin to a voucher system. And the students clearly preferred studying with Abelard and no one else. Similarly Bill Buckley, Jr. and Ayn Rand did more to educate their respective followers than any university does today. The same is probably true of Chomsky and other left-wingers, but I prefer not to dwell on that depressing thought.
If someone wants to file a class action suit against the NEA and AFT and major universities and colleges, sign me up. 17 years of school and I am virtually innumerate. I had to slip off my shoes for the math part of the Mensa entrance exam. Thanks to William Buckley, Jr.(THE LEXICON) I had a vocabulary which enabled me to pass. Unless you’re a feminist nutcase like David Mamet’s OLEANNA, you may find Buckley’s THE LEXICON,” a much more efficient and fun remedy against “racial and gender bias.” than wasting your time in Feminist, Black or Chicano studies, courses which will probably make you permanently angry like Princeton grad, “Princess Ticked-off.”
