This stuff may be boring...
Trying to slack off
Will someone please point me to some websites that are so HI-larious that I couldn’t possibly do any real work. Seriously.
This is why were sutpid.
I send my sons to public school. I do this, in part, because I want to support public education. After six years at this, I’m almost out of illusions about what it means to “support” public education.
Yesterday, Jack came home with good news. There had been a quiz - a ten-question, fill-in-the-blanks quiz about a book he’d read. Upon returning the corrected quizzes to the students, his teacher explained that she doesn’t like to grade everything with A’s, B’s, C’s, etc, and she offered an explanation of the scoring system she’d used for this quiz. There were three possible scores, she said: a frowning face, a smiling face, and a star. A frowning face was meant to indicate that the student had exhibited *ahem* room for improvements. Naturally enough, a smiling face should be taken to indicate satisfactory performance. A star, she explained, was reserved for the best of the best. Students who’d received stars, she said, should feel particularly proud of their excellent performance.
Jack, he told me excitedly, had received a star! As he reached into his backpack for the evidence of bragging rights, he was nothing if not proud. He pulled the quiz from his bag, spun around, presented it to me, and smiled broadly as he waited for me to respond. At the top of the paper: a star. Then, with no mention whatsoever from his teacher, were Jack’s ten answers, seven of them spelled just so:
Loveing
Softley
Ex clamed
Discribed
Quilities
Inteeligent
Beacuse
This is a loveing story beacuse in it Geoff shows us the quilities of the inteeligent grading system at his son’s school. He quietly and softley discribed the issues whereas I think he should have Ex clamed them loudly.
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That top image is from the New York City Hardcore comp that Revelation did way back when. I have that shit on vinyl. It’s full of win. That bottom pic may have just sterilized me.
When it began, for those who don’t knowIt didn’t matter how you looked or what you wore to a showDress codes, FUCK NO! we didn’t careAbout the brand of your jeans and all that shit in your hairBut now the biggest part is all about the image and not the artFashion before passion!
[H2O - What Happened]
I must really be old. When I think of the hardcore scene, I think of the first picture. I remember coming home from shows with bruises, bloodied noses, and once I even had to pull splinters out - which were imbedded between my toenails and skin (don’t ask about that one). I went to those shows to get all the rage and hate out of my system and to generally act like a fuck up.
When I look at the second picture, all I see are babies - young babies.
God, I’m old.](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kprauj2et51qz9bwro1_500.jpg)
That top image is from the New York City Hardcore comp that Revelation did way back when. I have that shit on vinyl. It’s full of win. That bottom pic may have just sterilized me.
When it began, for those who don’t know
It didn’t matter how you looked or what you wore to a show
Dress codes, FUCK NO! we didn’t care
About the brand of your jeans and all that shit in your hair
But now the biggest part is all about the image and not the art
Fashion before passion![H2O - What Happened]
I must really be old. When I think of the hardcore scene, I think of the first picture. I remember coming home from shows with bruises, bloodied noses, and once I even had to pull splinters out - which were imbedded between my toenails and skin (don’t ask about that one). I went to those shows to get all the rage and hate out of my system and to generally act like a fuck up.
When I look at the second picture, all I see are babies - young babies.
God, I’m old.
Sometimes
Most of the time I’m happy-go-lucky. Sometimes I get truly annoyed. Today I am truly annoyed. My husband wants nothing to do with me right now.
Show Some Respect.
I spent 8 years showing respect to a man I felt was leading our country in the wrong direction. I respected him even when I knew he was blatantly lying. I did not outwardly heckle him even when he used speech incorrectly - fundamentals that a five year old could understand but yet appeared out of the grasp of our 43rd president.
And now it is your turn to respect a president that you do not agree with. I am sorry that you are no longer getting your way - something that you grew accustomed to. However, you are a role model for your state. How you hold yourself is how those who voted for you will hold themselves. And instead of putting on your big boy pants and acting like an adult you act like a petulant teenager. Way to lead by example.
We may have won, but we will never win
We may have won the election, but we will never ever win the fight - We as a group are not angry enough, not hateful enough, and not vile enough. We as a group try to think causes through rather than blindly throw ourselves behind the leadership. We as a group stop to pick up the wounded rather than use the healthy as a shield towards our own hedonistic and monetary desires. We as a group try to rationalize an argument rather than attempt to be the loudest voice in the room. And because of these things, we as a group will get stomped on, trampled on, run over, left to starve, and eventually discarded.
It is not the other group’s fault. They do what is human nature - exploit their enemy’s weakness. They know that they can instill the fear of us in those less learned and we will do little, if anything, to combat it. They know that if they try, they can easily drown out our rational discussions with accusations that our intent is to harm others. And we stand back and let them. We think that rational heads will eventually prevail. We think that people will realize that we only want everyone to have the simplest of human rights. IN. THE. RICHEST. FUCKING. COUNTRY. IN. THE. WORLD.
It is about time we realized that we are wrong. Rationalization won’t win us anything. Discussion won’t win us anything. Humans are driven by basic instincts and the most basic of those instincts is fear. Fear is what has kept our species alive. Fear has served us well and we are not about to turn our back on that. The other guys know this and they use it to their advantage. And although we may know this, we pretend that as a species with higher order cognition, we can trump the fear with discussion. It is about time we accept the fact that we cannot.
I write this because I am angry. I am angry at myself and the rest of us. We will stand by and let healthcare slip out of our grasp. We will stand by and allow other’s to irrationally fear our President talking to children about the importance of an education. We will stand by and watch our country break under the weight of polarization. And we will do nothing - nothing of value - to stop it.
We will write letters and write blog posts (as I have done here) and then we will say we tried our best. But really, we have tried so little. We are not fighters - not like they are. And for that, maybe we don’t deserve to win. I used to say that I was disgusted with how, as a country, we held ourselves with the last President - running ripshod over the rest of the world. But I think I am more disgusted with us now - failing to stay standing for what we believe in. We have the President that we want, we have the congress that we want, we have the senate that we want. And we still cannot win any of the fights.
Maybe it is true - the meek shall inherit the earth. But we won’t keep it for very long.
reblog with ANOTHER picture
Does anyone know how I can reblog someone’s picture and add my own picture? I tried this before and could only reblog the post with a link to the other picture. Is it possible just to add my own picture on top of someone else’s? Is it so simple that I look like an idiot for asking?
