Another Brick in the Wall

I have a bone to pick (not mine) with the people who tell me school has nothing to do with politics. School has had to do with politics since the jackboots of colonial Massachusettes tore the children from the bosoms of their families and took them off by force to be edjicated in the government schools.

And you smug New Yorkers, who think your lottery losings go to “Education.” Education doesn’t get one additional penny. Education was already paid for. It doesn’t “go” there. It goes directly into the general fund. You can imagine what that is.

Do you not, people, realize, that the (very likely intellectually inferior) individual telling your children untruths, ex cathedra, could be making six figures per annum to fill their little heads with propaganda, at least some of which you might not like? While down here in the streets, we’re supposed to feel sorry for them because seventy-five years ago, teachers didn’t make much. Those were teachers who taught. These are teachers who make money. There is a small overlap, there always is, and you are fortunate if you know of one you’d like to defend.

However, making money isn’t a crime. Go for it! This is America. But please… we got rid of slavery, didn’t we? Don’t do it on the backs of helpless captives. If a kid wants to go to another school, let it go. If its parents want it to go to another school, let it go. Give it back the money you’re holding to teach it and let it hand it over to a school its parents prefer.

Notice the lack of sexism in referring to the child as “it.” Reasonable. Once sex sets in, all learning bets are off. School should end at 13, people should go about the business of getting sexual satisfaction and starting families while they’re young enough to play with them, then go back to school when they can breathe a sigh of relief at being able to sit down and take a load off. When they can keep their minds on their heads instead of their hormones.

Do you know why we have this peculiar situation in which the citizens cry for the inner-city child in the bad school and refuse to release it? Where everyone must report in to some sanctified institution in order to be turned out alike? It’s called “Union”. The Teachers Unions are very big. Approximately one out of every thirty people has to be a teacher, in order for us all to get taught. That’s a lot of salary, the higher the better, to tap for union dues.

The teachers have united against the rest of us in order to keep us from taking our children out of their schools and putting them in schools we think are better. Who says they’re better? Everybody with bucks.

Barack Obama has a chance to give children back to their parents. Isn’t he the guy who decries the loss of family? Well tell me, Barry, what’s the point in “family” if they take your kids away and tell them not to listen to you. Families have no children anymore. The school has taken them and turned the parents into evening-shift Teacher's Aides. You could turn this all around, Barry, by simply saying you think the kids in DC should be able, like any rich kids, to go to the schools their parents think most suitable.

Yours do. And what will they do when you’re sitting pretty in the White House? You think you have two choices: Go to school with a bunch of snobs or attend a failing public school to prove a point. I have a way out for you. Merge the White House and the Little Red Schoolhouse. Hire a few excellent teachers and set up the kids’ education. Sound lonely? No social interaction? Offer twenty scholarships, the students drawn by lottery from the DC public school system. The Malia and Natasha National Home School. Let’s elevate some people at the bottom all the way to the top. Isn’t that what your message of hope is hoping for?

You’ll need a school librarian. Maybe Laura will stay on. She’s especially good at working with those who through no fault of their own, may be linguistically challenged.