
I came across this image of a couple of morons a few months ago, and it represents a very common problem: a hindrance to progression. That may seem odd to the average person, so allow me to explain. Continue reading

I came across this image of a couple of morons a few months ago, and it represents a very common problem: a hindrance to progression. That may seem odd to the average person, so allow me to explain. Continue reading
I have lived in Alabama for quite a long time. Recently, I ran into some problems directly related to not being a “Southerner” while living in “The South”. These problems are ones I have faced my whole life, but only recently have I decided to look into the issue. Now I have to state outright that this is a generalisation and that I realise not all Southern people are this way—even though I explicitly state this, I know everyone will try to argue that they aren’t like that or know people who are not. Well, being one in a billion that is not blue does not disprove a generality that all are blue, dumbass. Continue reading
Everyone sign, please? Anyone who knows me KNOWS I am passionate about educational reform and also knows that I’ve been unable to gain ANY support at all in my efforts. I’ve tried so many avenues and nobody seems to give a damn about education.
End or Repeal No Child Left Behind
No Child Left Behind is a weak attempt to solve the education issue of America that is doing far more harm than good. The premise of the idea is that education is poor due to poor teachers and does not consider any other factor for poor education. Students, lack of funding, administration and many other things are equally to blame. No Child Left Behind forces schools to close who do not have high enough test scores (how does that help education?); as a result, when students “don’t get it”, teachers are forced to “teach to the test” and dumb down the material, effectively ending any sense of comprehensive understanding of a subject and severely crippling the more advanced students and many of the average students, which are held back by the few.
So… the deadline for that passed with a total of six signatures. All across the web, in various locations, I got many likes and reposts and all sorts of things but only 6 people signed, one of which was me and 4 of which I already knew personally and asked them to sign it.
You people fucking suck so much ass, you have no idea. Fine, become the next Greece—you do know they just recently had an end to the SIX YEARS of rioting started by post-secondary students when they got fucked over hardest when the country’s economy took a shit on them, right?
I can’t even be arsed to stylise this… Continue reading
Monday, 17 September, 2012
I was sitting outside reading “Either/Or”, smoking cigarettes as the rain beat down, occasionally splashing against me upon hitting the ground that spurned them below. I had previously started to read this, but had to stop as the mood was not right; this mood, with the darkened skies and weather often viewed as foreboding and malicious, was the perfect one. It reminds me of the ‘editor’ taking himself to some woods somewhere to be undisturbed in his reading of the papers. It’s not the romantic nature of the type of weather, but that it is free of other people and disturbances. I am still enamoured with the sheer level of genius in the writing of Kierkegaard while simultaneously hating myself for not having taken to it sooner. The following are my notes on the preface of the ‘editor’. Continue reading