Prelude to My Turn
The unedited exchange in text form is as follows:
J: i'm looking forward to failing english becuase the teacher acts like english 1 is the highest english possable. its freeking stupid! the teacher told me i have to re-do my full essay or i get an F on it.
A: Send me your stuff, I'll take a look at it.
J: -.-;; thanks a.
Teachers are dangerous u know that?
They ask u for ur opinion then grade u on it?
How can ur opinion be wrong when it is urs?
They offer their opinion of what they think it says but it is not correct it is only their opinion
Once u understand this u will know what i mean :-)
Teachers are overpaid and over rated for passing out theories and
making people offenders for workd that they do not even know :-)
A theory is not fact and a fact is not a theory:-)
Never in between will the two meet
Peace good nite good Luck from where dialogue from a play Hamlet to Horatio: "There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy." dialogue from a play written long before men took to the sky there are more things in heaven earth and in the sky that perhaps can be dreamt of and somwhere in between heaven the sky the earth lies the Twilight Zone
Yes, indeed, let's give those heaving throngs of semi-literate students all the ammunition they need to blame the teachers. After all, even the progressives' dream-come-true President, Mr. Barack Obama, has triangulated his way onto the occasional anti-educator band wagon, wheeling his weather vane opinion to be on record in support of firing teachers in "under-performing schools." His appointment of Arne Duncan, the neoliberal bully who ran the schools in Chicago, as his Education Secretary sends the clear message that this is the time of open season on teachers in this country.
From the hyperbolic fantasy land drool in books like Waiting for Superman to school districts appointing former military personnel as superintendents, the solutions are hitting the book shelves and the classrooms, and the consensus has spoken: the villain in the collapse of education is obvious, and that evilthat unwashed mass of incompetent, lousy, lazy, over-paid, under-worked, dumb teachers engorging at the hog trough of over-taxed citizens' hard-earned moneymust be taught a lesson.
The New Right of the 1990s that wanted government small enough to "drown in a bathtub" is on a serious roll, swinging budget axes at schools, eliminating the collective bargaining right of the teachers, and making the giant herds of cowardly Democrats head for the hills like so many whimpering dogs apologizing because they cannot bleed enough to make their tormenters like them.
Fair is fair: those teachers are directly and principally responsible for the lost generations of ignorant students in this country, right? Yet another wave of victimhood has found its perp, and yet another backlash of witch-hunting the bad guys may now proceed at full-throated, truth-is-with-us righteousness.
Before the pitchforks start the prodding and the torches burn the mob's own City of Reform to the ground, however, I shall have my say in my next article. I promise that I will offend every last person who reads it. I am not of a mind to be diplomatic in a world of hypocrites on both the Right and the Left. I am utterly weary of Sarah Palin and her sales pitch for hypocrisy on stilts, and I am every bit as sick of failed neoliberals like Barack Obama and those whose own hypocrisy compelled them to swallow his smooth-talking game of bait-and-switch.
I will tell you what the problem is with this country's education system, and I will tell you in no uncertain terms.
You will not like what I have to say; at least, I hope you won't.
Invitation to the Night
Without the will to destroy your enemies in the moment of your greatest advantage, you ensure not their gratitude that you spared them, but instead their opportunity one day to smite you.
While you may believe that sparing wrongful men who preceded you is the expression of all that is good, all that is humane and even civil, in your feckless display of mercy and ambivalence, you put your own future at great risk; but far worse, you condemn those you pose to lead to suffer at the hands of those enemies you were too cowardly to shatter once and for all.
Whatever you wished to do for those who looked to you for leadership, history in its parsimony will dispense with your excuses and merely note your name in the pages of the defeated, the ruined, the failed. The names of your enemies will be lionized in the chapters of the victors: theyvile, mean, and awful as they werenot you, will write the history of our time.
Ours will be only the small work of burying our hope in the sullen grave of your failure.