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The Wonderfulness
of Our Graduate Student
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During the '87 - '88 school year,
Our Graduate Student subbed every day.
He likes to joke that he subbed more than a year that year.
He was on several sub lists,
with maybe a half dozen or more school districts.
When one district had a holiday, another one might not,
so he'd sub in the district where school was open.
He didn't miss a day.
So, he subbed every day that any school district was open
(a full year),
and then some extra days as well
(more than a year).
So, Our Graduate Student subbed more than a year that year lol.
He subbed everywhere,
kindergarten one day, 12th grade the next,
special ed one day, honors courses the next,
troubled inner city schools and affluent, high-powered suburbs.
He enjoyed it. He figured it was good practice.
Like bein' a performer.
Are You Saying Teaching
Is Like Being A Stand-up Comedian ?
Well, subbing certainly is.
I read that Jay Leno had a busy comedy schedule,
even after he became host of "The Tonight Show".
He did it for practice, according to the article.
Subbing is like stand-up comedy or improv acting,
much more so than regular teaching,
thought it helps a regular teacher, too,
to be entertaining and dramatic.
Our Graduate Student took a class in improvisational acting
at sac city college (the sla hideout) back in '83.
It was out of his comfort zone
but that was the very reason why he took the class.
Similarly, he didn't mind subbing for a year.
He felt it was good practice,
developing class management skills and confidence.
Did They Continue To Harass Him When He Subbed ?
Well, yes and no.
There were a few small incidents,
but, then again, that happens in teaching.
But, as far as intentional harassment or setups
by teachers or administrators or politicians
to get him because of who he was,
Just a little, maybe.
Remember the connectivity issue.
Sometimes Our Graduate Student KNEW
because of all the nuances and the context.
Maybe there was no other reasonable explanation, for example.
Other times he'd just be like, "who knows ?"
One day he was doing yard duty before school
and was standing out in the middle of the playground
watching the kids,
and a big parent walked up to him and started an argument.
After a while, he escorted the parent
(who wasn't authorized to be there)
back to the office
and, on the way, the parent took a swing at him.
He ducked, but it was still a crime.
The school secretary just laughed at him.
School secretaries are worthless.
So he told that district where to shove it.
That was an example of a hostile setup.
Parents and other visitors have to check in
at the school office for permission to enter school grounds.
Since this guy knew Our Graduate Student
was on yard duty way out in the middle of the campus,
it's a good bet the school secretary was in collusion.
That was clearly a hostile setup.
Our Graduate Student avoided a physical attack
and handled the situation perfectly as a professional.
There were other incidents
which appeared to be setups for evaluation purposes.
But, from Our Graduate Student's perspective
the incidents were just as real as the hostile ones.
One day he was subbing a 5th or 6th grade class
in a good school in a good neighborhood.
It had recently won a Presidential Award for Excellence.
It was mostly white.
There was one black girl in the class.
Our Graduate Student made sure he called on her,
but he also made sure he didn't call on her too much.
He felt very strongly that it was wrong
to treat blacks as extra special.
They aren't.
He subbed there for several days,
and one day the black girl's mother
walked into his classroom at recess or lunch
and confronted him.
Her demeanor was hostile and accusatory and confrontational.
She said that he didn't call on her daughter.
He knew that he had called on the girl several times.
Our Graduate Student had taken special care
to make sure the girl was included
but not treated as better or special.
Our Graduate Student was on rock solid ground.
He knew.
If it was another kid,
he might have been standing flat-footed scratching his head
("Which kid was that, and did I ever call on him/her ?")
But in this case he knew,
because he had consciously integrated her seamlessly into the class.
It was a "Goldilocks" scenario.
He didn't treat her too hot.
He didn't great her too cold.
He treated her just right.
So the African American mother stood there accusing him
and when she stopped to take a breath,
Our Graduate Student replied that he called on the girl
an average number of times.
There was a girl in the room
who was gathering her things to go out for recess
and she said,
"Yes, he did. He called on her a lot."
The black mother snapped at her,
"You keep out of this."
First of all, that woman
shouldn't have been allowed in the classroom.
Whether she checked in at the office
or just stormed in on her own
Our Graduate Student doesn't know.
In retrospect, he thinks maybe he was
just being tested, evaluated as a new teacher.
But, to him it was just another incident,
another example of how poorly run the schools are,
even the "excellent" schools in good neighborhoods,
another example of the petty politics in the schools.
There was another very small, but telling, incident
at that same school
which we'll relate, now that we're thinking of that school.
Our Graduate Student was subbing a different class there
on another day, again 5th or 6th graders.
Now classroom management is much an art as it is a science.
You can't have kids sitting straight and rigid
in their seats all day, like Marines.
But, on the other hand,
the teacher does have to have control of the class.
So, on that day, at that time, in that class,
the kids were free to get out of their seats
and move around.
As recess or lunch time approached,
Our Graduate Student started to call the class to order,
but a lot of them weren't listening.
Eventually, he resorted to the countdown.
"Anybody who's not in their seat
by the count of ten, has to stay in the room during (recess or lunch).
One, Two, Three..."
He counted loud and clear, and by "seven"
the last handful of kids were scurring like heck to their seats.
He slowed down for eight, nine and ten,
but there was one girl still at the back of the classroom,
miles and miles from her seat.
She had to stay in the classroom during lunch.
Now, that day, there was a parent in the classr...
Oh No ! Not Another Parent !
You're catching on.
On that day, there was a parent in the classroom.
She was "helping."
Remember, it was an "excellent" school in a good neighborhood,
so there was parent involvement like that.
So, anyway, this parent is there.
That might be why he was so lenient with them that day.
Remember, subs don't know the kids they're subbing.
Subbing is a lot like standup comedy.
Every night a different crowd.
So, whenever there was anybody there for Our Graduate Student
to turn to, like a parent, a teacher's aide,
or even a really helpful kid recommended by the absent teacher
in her lesson plan,
Our Graduate Student would look to them for cues and advice.
This parent gathered all the girls
to stay in the classroom with that girl.
The point there, for those of you who don't get it,
is that the parent undermined his authority.
She wasn't a help. She was a problem.
The parent was being defiant,
just like a difficult child in the classroom.
That's one of those questions they always ask you in interviews,
"How do you feel about parent involvement ?"
Of course, you KNOW the politically correct answer,
"Oh! I just LOOOOOOOve when parents get involved.
It shows they care ! It's sooooooo good for the children !
Statistics have shown that scores go through the roof
and esteem blossoms and it turns into a utopian paradise
and instructional effectiveness and classroom management
and blah blah blah..."
It's like, "Tell us about your greatest weakness."
"Oh, my greatest weakness is that I'm just tooooooo perfect."
Interviewing only tests a person's ability to answer
interview questions with the politically correct response.
That's Very Interesting.
You Know, You're Starting To Show Us
A Different Graduate Student, A Better Graduate Student,
A Kinder, Softer, Gentler Graduate Student,
Not The Horrible Human Being You've Shown Us So Far !
Whoa ! Whoa ! Whoa !
"Horrible Human Being !????"
Sorry.
I Couldn't Resist.
I Suffer From A Mild Case Of "Quoting Disorder."
You Know How Some People Can't Resist
Quoting Famous Movie Lines ?
In My Case,
I Can't Help Quoting
Stupid, Politically Correct Things
That Shallow, FAKE Liberal Fascists Always Say.
Whenever Someone's A Threat To Their FAKE Mythologies,
They Call Him "A Horrible Human Being."
It's A Great Line.
It's So Ridiculous That It's Funny.
Now Get On With Your Writing Or You'll Regret It.
Oh, Sure, Maybe Not Today, Or Tomorrow,
But Soon, And For The Rest Of Your Life.
O K
Thanks for warning me.
Anyway, what's this about
a new and better Graduate Student ?
Well, So Far,
It Seems That He's Always In Trouble
And Everybody's Out To Get Him All The Time.
Now, We See A Graduate Student
Who's Nice To Students
And Who's Being Groomed, Apparently,
By This "Excellent" School.
Well, first of all,
the reason it seems he's always in conflict,
is because the purpose of this book
is to expose the conspiracy against him,
a conspiracy of harassment and marginalization
that's existed for almost three decades.
We have to focus
on the bad stuff they did to him and said about him.
If you'll pay close attention throughout this book,
you'll see throughout
that Our Graduate Student IS A Wonderful Human Being
and that the liberal fascist educators
and politicians based out of sacramento
are Horrible Human Beings.
Speaking of quotes,
I've already quoted Martin Luther King,
Diane Ravitch, and Richard Dawkins extensively.
Pretty soon, I'll take some time out
to present to you some gems from Dinesh D'Souza.
His "Illiberal Education" is a masterpiece
at exposing the hypocrisy, the unreasonableness,
The Horribleness
of those horrible human beings,
the politically correct liberal fascists.
As far as Our Graduate Student's Wonderfulness,
Yes, he got to show it that year as a sub.
He had a lot of wonderful experiences subbing.
Check his recommendations
and you'll see a special recommendation
from a vice principal or principal
at a school where he went the extra mile.
It's Just That, So Far,
I've Gotten The Impression
That Our Graduate Student
Didn't Like His Students Or Other Educators
And That They Didn't Like Him,
That Our Graduate Student Doesn't Like Anybody
And That Nobody Likes Him,
That He's a HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE HUMAN BEING !!!!
Hmmmmmmm
Oops
Yes ?
I'm...I'm...I am so sorry. I...
That's all right,
as long as you keep trying.
Never give up.
I Understand Now That This Story
Is A Story Of Conflict,
Of Cruel And Persistent Persecution
Of Our Wonderful Graduate Student
By Those Horrible Human Beings,
The Shallow But Clever
Liberal Fascist educators and politicians
Based Out Of sacramento.
But, Please, Take Just A Little Time Out
To Tell Us
Of The Wonderfulness Of Our Graduate Student.
No, that's not really what this story is abou...
Please !
No, I...
Pretty Please !
No, really...
Pretty Please With Sugar On Top !
Oh, all right.
Just very briefly, though.
Just enough to disarm
all that unfair criticism
by Those Horrible Human Beings,
the shallow, FAKE, liberal fascist
educators and politicians
emanating out of sacramento.
Oh, Thank You.
Thank You Very Much.
Thank You Very Very Much.
Thank You So So So Very Very M...
All right, all right. Quiet.
Just listen.
Look, I don't know how far back to go
or how much to say about
The Wonderfulness of Our Graduate Student.
He's Wonderful,
and he always has been Wonderful.
He had a stable childhood and socialized well.
As the youngest of four children,
he received a lot of social stimulation
within the family.
It was a stable family.
He had a traditional mother and father
and the family had stable routines and traditions.
His father was steadily employed as a professional
and his mother was very intelligent and attentive.
His socialization outside the family was wonderful.
He lived in an urban setting, but not inner-city.
He had friends in the neighborhood,
and a best friend to grow up with
who lived across the street.
He lived less than a block away from the school
where he attended for 7 years until graduation.
As a result, he had stable friendships.
He participated in school, church, and community sponsored
activities like cub and boy scouts and little league
and CYO Day Camp in the summer,
and he also participated in lots and lots of free play
with his friends, after school and summers.
He grew up in a rich environment.
The urban neighborhood he grew up in as a child,
the suburban neighborhood he lived in
as a teen and young man.
The Jersey Shore in the summer,
the mountains behind South Orange on weekends,
urban Newark as a teen and then, then...then...
NEW YORK CITY in his teens and as a young adult.
Sure, we can say his high school years were unhappy
because he had to attend a jesuit prep school
in a different city,
and got separated forever from his childhood friends,
but those were stable years too,
and the more important point
is that he HAD all those childhood friends
and such a stable start,
living in the same community from birth to adulthood.
But What About Girls ?!
Look.
We're not gonna get into that part of his life.
This isn't gonna be one of those books
that's been common through the past half century
that delves into the private and salacious,
seeking somehow to root out hidden issues
buried deep in the subconscious.
This isn't going to be a pissing contest, either,
where we measure Our Gradute Student's goodness
and worthiness by the number and quality
of his romantic and sexual conquests
or lack thereof.
He liked girls. Still does.
But we'll only discuss his relationships
briefly and in passing
if and when they come up in this story.
Speaking of quotations,
you know that one that goes something like this,
"If you want a friend in Washington,
get a dog."
Our Graduate Student picked up a stray puppy
when they moved out of that urban neighborhood
into the adjacent suburbs,
and he has a doggy now.
He knows what love is.
He grew up in a nuclear family
and he had a nuclear family of his own.
All through his life,
he's lived live fully.
But They Call Him A Hater.
That white women's libber at sac state in 1982
pointed at his head and said,
"all that hate !"
You mean, the one who screamed,
"White Men have it coming to them !" ?
That one ?
That hater ?
SHE was The Hater, my friend, not Our Graduate Student.
All he did was write Newsletters,like Dr. King.
If you want to call Dr. Martin Luther King a hater,
then I guess you can call Our Graduate Student
a hater, too,
by only by some liberal fascist FAKE distortion
of the meaning of the word.
You know, there are a lot of expressions
that are very dismissive and stereotypical.
Calling someone "angry" or "hate-filled" or "a hater"
is a very easy way to dismiss someone.
Nobody likes "haters."
But, what if we say of someone that he is
"mad as hell, and he's not gonna take it any more !"
When we say it that way,
then we think of that man as admirable.
In that sense, Our Graduate Student
would get mad as hell about some things
and he had a limit
when it came to how much abuse and nonsense
he'd tolerate.
Sure he'd get mad as hell.
He was a leader.
limbaugh followed him the next year.
D'Souza followed him 9 years later.
Ravitch followed him 21 years later.
Our Graduate Student was very healthy emotionally,
all his life.
He experienced from the vast cornucopia of emotions
that are part of the human experience
He learned to express and channel his emotions.
He played, sang, danced, skied, climbed,
dated, hugged, kissed, talked to his dog.
Talked To His Dog !?
Yes. Still Does.
Often he talks to himself or to his dog.
In both cases, he has a more intelligent listener
than the history-denying liberal fascists
or ignorant religious fundamentalists.
Yes, that's true.
Tell Us About The Singing And Dancing.
All Right, very briefly.
Our Graduate Student learned how to
channel, express, and control his emotions appropriately.
In His 1982 Newsletters,
he was expressing his emotions and ideas appropriately,
by writing Newsletters, just as Dr. King did.
He had another technique, as well, for handling
the liberal fascist thought control.
Tell Me About That.
Well, whenever he's reading a text
that's full of political correctness,
he'll defy it by being totally contrarian.
Dr. Ravitch and Dinesh D'Souza
talk about such texts
in "The Language Police" and "Illiberal Education."
Dr. Ravitch's book focuses more specifically on that,
on the politically correct choice
of words and images.
Well, Our Graduate Student was hip to that
WAY BACK in the early eighties,
was just to cross out those words
and write the opposite.
He's cross out "she" and write "he"
when he encountered a text
that was shoving feminist pronouns down the readers throat.
He'd cross out all kinds of politically correct images,
write all kinds of racial epithets.
He'd basically declare war on the text
and change it completely
and make it his own,
bowlderizing all the political correctness.
racial epithets ?!
so, then, he WAS racist. aha !
writin' all those nasty, offensive words !
aha ! gotcha ! ha ha.
Very Funny,
but I'm sorry to tell you, you're wrong.
It was HIS PERSONAL, PRIVATE BOOK.
Responding to an onslaught of
politically correct words and images
by disarming them and defacing them
with politically incorrect
contrarian words and images
was offending no one.
He never showed it to anyone
in order to offend or hurt them.
It was his personal therapy and thought control.
He would not be denied access to
the good information in the text.
But, he would not allow them
to force politically correct thoughts and images on him,
like he was part of a captive audience.
For, indeed, that is just what
a reader of a text is,
or a student in classroom.
They are a captive audience.
That's why Our Graduate Student
reported the fat, roley-poley astronomy guy at sac city
who was trying to turn his astronomy class
into a soapbox on liberal politics.
Our Graduate Student, like the other students there,
was in the class to learn about astronomy.
It was abusive to deceive them
by turning the class into
a class about liberal politics.
Similarly, filling a physics textbook
(or math, or other science, or ANY subject)
with politically correct words and images
about the rainforest or race or feminism,
is also a deceit
and an attempt to trick and influence
the ideas and thoughts of a captive audience.
Our Graduate Student was on to this
WAY BACK in the early eighties,
before anyone else was, apparently,
and, at that time, the only thing he could do
was fight the text in his hand,
so he did.
He had one particular text,
a physics textbook called "Conceptual Physics," I believe,
that was FULL of politically correct images and words.
It was so bad that you couldn't concentrate
on the subject matter of the text.
It was like watching a movie
that played a commercial every minute
and was full of "product placement" advertising.
So, Our Graduate Student took control
and made the text his
by matching each politically correct word or image
that was deceitfully placed in the physics text
with a contrarian, opposite, politically incorrect
word or image.
It was his way of saying "Fuck You !"
to the politically correct language police
who wrote the text.
It was a very psychologically healthy thing to do.
Our Graduate Student remained in complete control
at all times.
And, he was not derailed from his objective
of studying and enjoying and learning
the subject matter of the text.
Our Graduate Student is a winner.
Where Is That Text Now ?
I dunno. Somebody stole it.
Maybe The Language Police Stole It.
That's a very Orwellian thought.
Maybe his "ex" reported him to the language police.
That was part of the Orwellian theme,
where family members were taught
to report parents, children and other relatives
and others closely related,
whenever anyone spoke or thought an incorrect thought.
Do You Think That's What Happened ?
It is very possible.
His ex was under the influence
of those who were ill-willed toward him,
the conspirators,
the liberal fascist feminists, educators and politicians
in sacramento.
That's the way they worked.
Dirty politics.
Divide and conquer.
To them, nothing is sacred or out of bounds,
not even a man's family.
They even worked on his daughter.
It was only The Air Force that countered that bad influence
with their good influence.
At least, that's Our Graduate Student's take on it.
WOW ! That Got Really Deep !
Yeah. Sometimes it does.
Sometimes you do have to
delve into the psyche to explain things.
Other times you don't.
Like when Our Graduate Student
went to Alaska for six years
and got away from all the maddening harrassment
and psychological and emotional torture and persecution,
even to the point of family meddling.
Up there,
he learned to sing and dance with the country people.
He skiied. He dated.
He got to see a side of himself
that he wasn't sure was there
until he had a chance to live a normal life for a while,
free from the persecution.
I'm Beginning To Understand More Clearly, Now,
That Our Graduate Student Truly IS A Refugee.
That's right.
They didn't JUST imprison him.
They made his life hell.
They obstructed him in all endeavors.
Even when he won,
even when he came in first place,
they denied him the prize.
They'd always keep changin' the bar.
Ask Michelle Obama about that.
She'll tell you about how they "keep changin' the bar."
So, That Brings Us Back To That Racism Thing Though.
I Mean, Our Graduate Student
Filled A Physics Text With Racial Epithets !?
No. Not "filled with."
He put in enough racial epithets
in his own privately owned textbook
to counterbalance the politically correct thought police.
Look, we're not gonna get back into this racism thing.
Our Graduate Student has always been
DECADES AHEAD of the times.
Like I told you already,
he ate at a lunch counter with his black coworker
in the early sixties.
He had black "big brother" on the Lower East Side
in the lates sixties.
He endured harassment with a black coworker
in the USS Enterprise in the seventies.
In 1982, he was a decade or two
ahead of the experts, D'Souza and Ravitch
in assailing the nonsense of the campus liberal fascists.
He was ALSO ahead of his time
in rejecting "reverse racism."
He could see from the very beginning,
from the time he got jumped by blacks at Rutgers-Newark,
to the time he was attacked on his front doorstep in sacramento
by his next door neighbor African American gorilla,
that "reverse racism" was NOT the opposite of racism,
but was just ANOTHER KIND OF RACISM.
It is RACISM with a different adjective in front of it,
that is, IT IS RACISM of a different kind.
In other words, IT IS RACISM.
You get it ?
Or do I have to explain it again in a different way.
"reverse racism" is RACISM.
You get it, punk ?
I Get It.
And I Am Duly Humbled.
That's all right.
I know what kind of a sick, perverted,
politically correct society you live in.
As long as you keep trying.
I know you're full of shit
because they've been filling you full of shit all your life.
When you vomit that shit up, just reject it,
like I do,
like Our Graduate Student has always done.
I Get It Now.
Our Graduate Student
has always been decades ahead of society,
first in the civil rights movement,
then as an opponent of "reverse racism"
and "white man bashing"
and politically correct liberal/feminist fascism
and thought and language and idea control
on campuses and in textbooks and curricula.
That's right.
And, other than the fact that they've
harassed and tortured and persecuted him,
he's been a pretty "regular guy."
You know,
just because a man fights injustice
doesn't mean he's "hate-filled."
Of course he hates injustice.
Of course he hates being
harassed, and tortured, and persecuted.
Just like Martin Luther King.
Nobody calls him "hate-filled for fighting persecution,
for fighting The Conspiracies against him.
"if you tickle me, will I not laugh ?
if you prick me, will I not bleed ?
If I am like you in all other ways,
will I not also seek vengeance when wronged !?
(GET THE QUOTE RIGHT SHAKESPEARE'S SHYLOCK, I BELIEVE).
He Sang And Danced, You Say ?
Oh, yes.
Up in Alaska, he found parts of himself,
to borrow some phraseology from popular psychology.
It's a "Slow Lab" up there.
A "Slow Lab ?"
What's a "slow lab ?"
Whaddya THINK it means ?
I Think It Means
A Bunch Of People In White Lab Coats
Workin' In A Laboratory
And Movin' Real Real Slow,
In Slow Mo t i o n.
Why
Would
They
Do
T H Aaaaaaa T ?
What's The Point Of That ?
Funny, that's just what the girl on the radio said.
The "Slow Lab" has to do with living live slower,
as opposed to "living in the fast lane."
You know, "slow down and smell the roses."
Just google it. "The Slow Lab."
Anyway, Alaska was a slow lab for Our Graduate Student
in the nineties.
He learned to sing and dance.
He dated a couple of girls for a while.
In other words,
Our Graduate Student was, and is, just fine
emotionally and psychologically.
Of course he fought like Martin Luther King
against those who tried to enslave his mind
with politicaly correctness
and destroy his life
and marginalize and impoverish him.
But, when he was surrounded by people
who were NOT so inclined,
another side of him came out.
The happy boy who was an the all-star centerfielder
in The Little League.
Every batter was afraid to hit a ball anywhere NEAR him.
The boy who found friendship and happiness every summer
playing baseball and riding bikes
and swimming and climing with his friends,
packs of them.
Like little wolves they were,
scurrying and frolicking about.
The young man who found comradeship on the USS Enterprise,
living and working in a group of friends and coworkers.
Similarly, in Alaska, when the workin' day was done,
he'd head off "to the county line," so to speak,
to do "The Boot Scootin' Boogie."
So, Is Alaska Full Of Uneducated
Right-Wing Conservative Religious Fanatics, Or Not.
Alaska is a lot like the rest of the country,
except for the ways that it's different,
and I guess the way it's different
is best described by the title of a book
Our Graduate Student read before he went there,
"Going To Extremes."
Alaskas is just like the rest of the Mountain West.
It's just like the Left Coast.
It's difference is that it is a land of extremes.
It's extremely big, extremely beautiful, extremely remote.
It can be extemely dangerous and wild,
and extremely peaceful.
The people are extreme, fundamentalist right-wingers
and extreme, individualistic, outlaws.
I suppose any evolutionist worth his or her salt
could explain it.
Alaska is isolated. It's an island, in evolutionary terms.
Things have a chance to develop there
in the extreme, remote vastness of peace and quiet and timelessness,
extremely conservative religious fanatics,
extremely wild and untamed individuals,
extremely unstable and kooky bush teachers,
and even extremely talented singers.
What's a bush teacher What's "Going To Extremes" about
Was Our Graduate Student an "extremely talented singer" Tell M...
Whoa ! Whoa ! Whoa !
I can see Alaska fascinates you.
A bush teacher is someone who teaches bushes how to sing.
In fact, the "singing bush" in the movie, "The Three Amigos"
was trained to sing in Alaska by a bush teacher,
just like Jewel.
Really !? Are You Kidding !?
Yes, I'm Kidding.
The "bush" is the term for the vast undeveloped areas of Alaska,
like the "outback" in Australia.
"bush teacher" is the term for a teacher who teaches
anywhere but the cities of Anchorage,
Fairbanks, and the Southern port cities
like Valdez and Cordova, and Seward.
Sometimes it refers to any teacher
who doesn't teach in the Anchorage area.
Anchorage has half the population of Alaska.
"Going To Extremes" is a book written by a young journalist
25 or 30 years ago about his travels around Alaska.
He did an excellent job of vividly describing
the mental and emotional instability,
and even violence and alcoholism,
among bush teachers.
Their isolation and the cold dark winters
in primitive living conditions contributed to those maladies.
And, yes, Our Graduate Student became one of Alaska's
"extremely talented singers,"
for that "Slow Lab" of Alaska
contributed to the development of ALL kinds of extremes -
extremes of Horribleness
like bush teachers
and ignorant religious fundamentalists
and kooky extreme liberals,
and extremes of Wonderfulness
like Tommy Moe, the Olympic Gold Medalist
in Men's Downhill,
and extremely excellent teachers.
It Was The "Slowness" of Alaska
That Made Those Things Possible ?
That's Right.
It Was "Small Town Saturday Night."
That was another song they sang and danced to.
Someone played or sang it every weekend.
There was nothin' much to do,
so, when you got into doin' somethin',
you really got into it.
Of course, by standards of
the snakelike cowardly attorney dean of students
bureaucrat not a scholar timmy comstock of sac state,
really gettin' into something and doing it right
is a sign of mental and emotional illness.
But, really gettin' into skiin' on Mt. Alyeska
made Tommy Moe an Olympic Gold Medalist.
Our Graduate Student learned to ski on Mt. Alyeska.
What a glorious mountain !
On an overcast cloudy day,
when the sky was completely gray,
you could get on the ski lift
and break through the clouds into heaven.
Up there, clear blue skies
and bright sparkling snow was all around.
But that was forty miles away.
Right in town was "The Last Frontier"
and that's where all of the Anchorage area's best singers
sang their hearts out every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.
You had 15 chances to win ever weekend,
5 prizes every night, $100 $75 $50 $25 and $10.
Our Graduate Student went there to learn to dance
because of a hint from the friend of a girl he liked.
He misunderstood the hint,
but we won't go into that in this book.
The sign outside said free dance lessons,
so he went in to learn to waltz and two-step.
He'd spent a whole damn decade watchin' "Dallas,"
so he HAD to learn to two-step.
First night there, he gets to waltz
with the previous year's Miss Alaska.
After the dancin', they did karaoke.
Well, you know, improv acting was out of his comfort zone
down there at sac city, the sla hideout,
and gettin' on stage and singin' was, too,
but he did it.
He had to negotiate with himself,
but he got himself to do it.
What The Hell You Mean "Negotiate With Himself ?"
Was He Talkin' To Himself Again ?
Well, sure !
He didn't have a dog to talk to in those day
so he talked to the most intelligent person he could find !
The negotiation would made Herb Cohen proud.
It went like this.
The first night he started sippin' on a beer
to settle his nerves and get his courage up.
He'd given up drinkin' in '85, mind you,
about 7 years earlier,
but he REALLY wanted to try singin',
so he bent the rules.
Well, it was crowded and the waiting list was long,
so he waited and waited and waited
and sipped and sipped and sipped.
Finally, at the end of the night when he was called,
he'd had four beers,
and that was enough to make him so drunk
that he only managed to read about half the words
on the karaoke screen.
He was disappointed with himself,
but he noticed that he hadn't been killed or injured
and hadn't been imprisoned
(that would be later, in california, for running for governor).
In fact, nobody seemed to notice or care.
So, Our Graduate Student made a deal with himself.
"Self," he said "It took you four beers to sing half a song."
"Why don't you try to sing four songs on a half a beer ?"
Well, it sounded good to hisself,
so he agreed with himself
to sing four songs a night, and have a half a beer.
Sounds Perfectly Reasonable To Me.
So he learned all kindsa waltzin' and two steppin'
and line dancin', and he sang at least 4 songs a night.
They had karaoke every night, and contests Fri, Sat, and Sun.
He started out with easy Elvis songs.
But, he practiced his heart out at home.
Everybody did.
That's what I mean about Alaska bein' a "Slow Lab."
Nothin' else to do.
So, everybody practiced their hearts out all week
and got together and sang their hearts out on weekends.
Some of them were AMAZINGLY good.
Lot of them were AMAZINGLY good.
Our Graduate Student was just honored
to have the privilege to sing there with them.
But eventually, rather quickly as a matter of fact,
he got good.
He won a contest, second place
Well, one night this fellow got up to sing.
Our Graduate Student thought he was
the best singer who sang there.
Our Graduate Student was out on the dance floor
with a partner and a bunch of other couples.
This guy sang the first two words of "Only You"
and EVERYBODY stopped dancing
and stopped to turn to listen to him.
He was THAT good. It only took two words.
(A Dick Clark talent scout, several years later,
invited Our Graduate Student to audition in Burbank
and he learned that they only listened
to each singer for about 20 seconds.
That's all they needed).
So, anyway, after the song, Our Graduate Students
asks the singer what song it was
and Our Graduate Student started practicing
"Only You" by The Platters.
That's A Black Group !
Yes ? Your point ?
Well, Wasn't Our Graduate Student
This Angry, Hate-Filled
"I'm Not Gonna Take It Any More" White Man
Who Wrote Racial Epithets In His Physics Book
To Disarm Politically Correct Brainwashing And Thought Control ?
Um, You Got The SECOND Part Right.
Lose the "angry hate filled" nonsense.
That's the shallow, FAKE, liberal fascist MYTHOLOGY.
So, anyway, Our Graduate Student starts practicing "Only You" at home,
and at first he can't see how anybody can hit some of those notes.
But, every now and then, he has a breakthrough
(which is testimony to the power of practice).
He sings it a lot at "The Last Frontier"
and then comes a weekend when he's ready.
He finds a spirited, confident girl singer he'd made friends with,
and he asks for her assistance.
He offers to split the prize money if they win.
He goes up to sing "Only You"
dressed up kinda silly, lookin' like a nerd.
While he's singin', she comes up
and makes a few changes to his wardrobe
(takes off his nerdy glasses,
and puts a jacket and cowboy hat on him)
and turns him into a cowboy.
They win.
Johnny Milsap's cousin, one of his friends there,
told him he would have won first place
but he missed the last note.
That's a pretty important note in that song,
and he practiced it a lot
and made sure he hit it all the time in the future.
He practiced it so much
that it was his best song, except for "Sherry."
"Sherry !?"
By "The Four Seasons !?"
NOBODY Can Sing THAT Song !?
Well, Franki Valli could,
and so could Our Graduate Student.
That's the one that caught the ear
of the Dick Clark talent scout in Palm Springs.
But, you're partly right.
Nobody else at "The Last Frontier" could sing it.
Anyway, the point is,
Our Graduate Student wasn't at war with the world.
All through his life,
in normal, healthy circumstances,
when he wasn't being harassed tortured
and victimized by a conspiracy,
he fit in and socialized quite well,
made lots of friends,
and even excelled.
His stage name was "Bubba",
sort of an ironic choice,
because Bubba envisages in the mind a 450 pound hillbilly,
and Our Graduate Student's 5'8" and trim,
but country lyrics are full of amusing irony,
so it fit right in.
Like I said, he fit right in.
Quite sociable, Quite adaptable.
And lose the racism crap.
It's liberal fascist MYTHOLOGY.
It's mudslinging.
It's namecalling.
It's character assassination.
It's reputation smearing.
It's political cheap tricks.
When Our Graduate Student sang "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes"
up ther at "The Last Frontier,"
some of the African American customers in the audience
would tear up,
he sang it so well and with such feeling.
And later, in Palm Springs and Burbank
he'd increase his repertoire to include Nat King Cole.
That's Quite A Range !
From A Franki Valli Falsetto
Down To Elvis and Nat King Cole !
Yep. And he has The Air Force to thank
for letting him jog around their air strip
and swim in their gym.
That gave him the wind he needed
and Alaska, The "Slow Lab"
gave him the environment he needed
to develop that talent that he didn't even know he had.
This Is Fascinating.
Can You Tell Me More.
I Enjoy Hearing These Happy, Positive, Good Things.
Yes, it's a nice break.
Without this interlude, this "Slow Lab" kind of break,
it seems that Our Graduate Student's life is endless conflict,
and that he's always at war.
But that's because we're in the midst of the telling
of the story of the conpiracy,
the liberal fascist conspiracy against Our Graduate Student,
the conspiracy of liberal fascist
educators and politicians reeking out of sacramento.
You know, when they have you in a cage
and they're spitting on you and mocking you
and poking you with a stick and withholding food,
you're damn right you're gonna snap and growl and swing !
You gotta fight back !
Even if they got ya caged !
Then you spit and growl and prowl and plot !
When they tie your hands, you KICK !
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
You Fuck With Them and
YOU FUCK WITH THEM
And You NEVER stop FUCKING WITH THEM.
So, we'll get back to that.
I promise.
But, we're still on vacation now.
Let's see, what shall we talk about ?
Well, he built a cabin with a glacier view
and he did a lot of dancing and ice skating.
Wanna hear about that ?
Yes, I Do !
All right.
Well, he bought a lot up in Palen country,
only in those days they used to just call it
"The Matsu Valley". The Matanuska Valley.
Way off there was a glacier.
All around were mountains, gleaming bright white.
The sun is always shining on the snow,
even when the days are short in the winter.
It's beautiful.
You're always surrounded by gorgeous mountain views
when you're in the Matsu Valley up there in Palen country.
Bright, gleaming bright whiteness.
One day I wake up
in this little shed that I'd build before I built the cabin,
and I hear these crunching footsteps outside in the snow.
I look out and I see this moose walkin' through my yard.
Even down in the city of Anchorage about 40 miles away,
you'd see a moose walkin' in the street somewhere
maybe once a year or so.
Sometimes they'd kill some stupid person by kicking them.
Did You Actually Live Right There In Wasilla ?
Did You Ever See Any Bears ?
Well, Yes and no.
And Yes.
I lived right between Wasilla and Palmer,
the two brother cities of the Matsu Valley.
I was about 5 miles from each,
though technically I was in Palmer, I think.
That's where my P.O.Box was.
But, I'd go to Wasilla
as often as I'd go to Palmer.
The Wal Mart was in Wasilla, and a few more and bigger stores.
Are Wasilla and Palmer Full of Backward People ?
Once again, Yes and no.
They're very very poorly educated,
but, then, so is much of America.
But, if you take an understanding of evolution
as a litmus test,
you'd have to say they're backward up there.
Of course, there's a lot more to life
than understanding evolution
and a large percentage of Americans are history-deniers
who deny the fact of evolution,
so they're pretty average up there, I guess.
It's relatively safe up there, I suppose.
Of course, there was
that bar fight that made the local front page
where this guy bit off another guy's nose.
He didn't even know it for a while.
Musta been drunk. Ya think ?
Place just crawlin' with christians.
Churches all over the place.
I went to one of them charismatic churches in Alaska once.
People talkin' in tongues.
You know, psychologists ought to be studyin' that kind of stuff,
instead of inventing new imaginary "disorders"
and branding people with psychological diagnosis
FOR POLITICAL REASONS,
doncha think?
This one lady get up and says she was
talkin' to Jesus the previous night.
Not like talkin' in prayer kinda talkin'
She said that Jesus was standing in the corner of her room
talking to her.
Gotta wonder about people like that.
Yes, You Certainly Do.
You know, what I've found through my life
is that the better I know christians
and the rest of the right wing,
the more I sympathize with liberals.
And, the better I know liberals,
the more I sympathize with conservatives.
Let's take the conservatives, for example,
like those up in the Matsu Valley, in Palen country.
They're simpleminded.
It's not just that they're not well educated,
that they don't have a solid grasp of science,
the history of the earth, evolution, and that stuff.
It goes beyond that.
Take, for example,
a characteristic of those christian conservatives
that I call "excessive politeness."
Now, first, I'll have to lay the groundwork
by affirming that I'm all for politeness.
It's important. I learned it in kindergarten
as a matter of fact.
But that goes to my point.
We all learned it in kindergarten.
By the time your a grown man in your 50's or 60's,
you ought to know that there's more
to a fair and just and prosperous
free and democratic society than just politeness.
Knowledge, education of facts, exercise of Free Speech
are examples of things that are just as important
or more important than good table manners
and surface politeness.
But, you take a christian man
who just came out of church on Sunday,
and you'd think his kindergarten teacher
just gave him a lecture on good manners.
He's all steppin' backwards and sayin'
"after you" "No. after YOU !"
"Oh, no. I insist. After You"
"No, No. After you," and so on for ever
until they'd make the world and commerce
come to a grinding halt from all their waiting.
Now in a liberal town like New York
where things move fast
you might find yourself gettin' shoved out of the way.
But, if the guy's shovin' you to move
so you and him don't get hit by the crazy cab
barrelin' down at you,
then that's a good thing.
I remember one incident right there in Wasilla, Alaska,
right on the main street
that exemplifies the problem with that
simple-mindedness very well.
The roads were a sheet of ice that day.
Our Graduate Student's driving slowly
a safe distance behind the traffic,
and we're all have a green light ahead of us.
The big ole' wasilla christian guy ahead of us
is in a big ole' pickup with supertread tires
and four-wheel brakes and everything.
He follows the traffic to the green light
and very suddenly he just stops.
Like on a dime, he just stops.
Completely.
Oh, he was a showin' off, he was.
Light a good, obedient christian
who just came from a sermon about politeness,
he suddenly stopped to let a car in opposing traffic
cut in front of him.
Oh, yes ! That's the way to make the world a better place !
His pastor had just old him that.
Be polite to your neighbor.
Wait patiently.
Give thy neighbor the right of way.
Yield.
Show him that thou art not his enemy.
Display unto him gestures of courtesy.
Meanwhile, Our Graduate Student,
bein' a rude ole' impolite New Yorker,
is slidin' his ass right into the back
of that conspicuously polite pickemup
with them big ole' wide tread tires an' 4-wheel brakes.
The disaster of a true clash of cultures
was avoided at the very last minute
as the driver in that car comin' the other way
frantically pointed to me and
waved that guy to get movin'
and get the hell out of my way !
Now, I don't think that guy had just come from a sermon,
cause I think he mighta said the fword or somethin',
but he saved my ass and that very very very polite
pickup guy's ass from the headache and expense of an accident.
You see, politeness is important, but it's basic.
There are things that go beyond basic kindergarten stuff,
which might be called "advanced"
and those things are very important as well.
A kindergartner doesn' understand why
education and freedom of thought and freedom of speech
are important.
He just shuts up when mommy and daddy tell him to.
Similarly, your simple-minded christian
is poorly educated, ignorant of the history of the planet,
and totally clueless as to
why people should be allowed to say things
that he and his friends don't like to hear.
Like a little child coming out of his kindergarten class,
the simpleminded old white man leaves the sermon
with a firm and fierce manly determination
to make the world a better place for all
by bein' real real polite to his neighbor.
That's what his simpleminded pastor just told him,
an' he oughtta know, 'cause he's<'i> got a direct line to God.
Everyone should be polite.
But, you know, picking up litter is a good thing to do, too.
But that<'i> won't fix the world.
Our Graduate Student says,
"Pick up litter. Be polite and
WATCH WHAT THE HELL'S GOIN' ON AROUND YOU WHEN YOU DRIVE !"
And, by the way, get a fuckin' education, too !
People like you make America the laughingstock of the world !
You know, I live in one of those communities again, now.
Middletown PA is full of churches
and people who interpret the bible literally, apparently.
In other words, they're uneducated, simpleminded
history-deniers, too. They deny evolution.
How can they be so stupid and stubborn ?
There must be an explanation.
There's an explanation for everything.
Our Graduate Student thinks is goes something like this.
The liberals are always criticizing and mocking conservatives
and telling them to believe they descend from monkies
(or so it seems to conservatives. Actually, liberals
are saying they're cousins<'i> to monkies, but that's a trifle).
The liberals also say lots of other things that
seem crazy and many things that ARE crazy.
Like "it's natural for people of the same sex
to fall in love and mate."
Or, "Everything's America's fault."
Or, "White men have it coming to them !"
Or, "Bein' a white woman in America is just like bein' a slave !"
Or, "Callin' a white woman a women's libber is just as bad as
callin a black man the nword !"
Or, "The best way to end racism is by being racist,
by hating white men !"
And lots more.
So, conservatives just ignore liberals
and figure liberals are just shitheads
and that it's a good bet liberals are
probably wrong about EVERYTHING.
That's actually a reasonable line of thinking
considering all the shit that liberals spout.
Now, liberals, on the other hand,
are simply aghast and beyond patience
because of conservatives' ignorance,
stubborness, and intransigence.
"The scopes trial was 85 years ago !" they say.
"The evidence for evolution is OVERWHELMING !
We cracked the genitic code a half century ago !
We've mapped the genetic code for humans
and other species and we're doing
more and more species faster and faster !"
So, the liberals just give up on the conservatives
as hopelessly backward.
That's actually a reasonable line of thinking
considering how simpleminded and mentally childish conservatives are.
It's interesting that Dr. Ravitch complains
that the business-minded conservatives
who are taking over education with charter schools,
are obsessed with testing BASIC SKILLS only.
It's another example of the simplemindedness of conservatives.
It's like picking up litter and being polite.
Sure, cleanliness and politeness are important.
And, so are basic reading and arithmetic skills.
But, we have to expect MUCH, MUCH, MUCH,
MUCH, MUCH, MUCH, MUCH MORE from our educational system.
Grown men are going to have to know a lot more
than basic reading and arithmetic
for our society to be respectable, let alone great.
They're gonna have to do more than pick up litter
and let their neighbor cut in line
to make a free, democratic society function well.
They don't have any intelligent ideas to speak.
That's why they don't understand the importance
of Freedom of Speech.
On the other hand, at least conservatives
have enough common sense
to maintain safe communities
where children can be raised safely.
I'd rather raise a family
in a history-denying community of conservative ignoramuses,
than in a dangerous, kooky liberal neighborhood
where they're taught false revisionist history mythologies,
and they're not allowed to have fun dressing up on Halloween
because that's "evil" and offensive and sexist, etc.
That sounds an awful lot like dogmatic religious repression !
Att least those conservatives
up in Palen country have enough sense
to live up there in the beautiful Matsu Valley,
instead of in the rest of America,
here in the fast lane where everybody's gone crazy.
I'll tell you a quick story about
when I left Alaska, after being there 6 years.
I drove back through Canada,
and that takes about 5 days.
Finally, I get close to the U.S.,
and I get on Interstate 5
and everything's fast and nonstop and frantic
even way up there and I just say to myself,
"This S U C K S !"
So a year or two later I'm driving a truck over-the-road
and I meet this guy in a rest area
who's training for the Olympics.
He's riding a bike around the continent,
pulling a 900 pound trailer behind him.
So, he went to Alaska and back through Canada too
and I told him how I felt and what I said
and he said,
"That's EXACTLY what I said, too !"
So, you know, they may be educationally backward
up there in Alaska and in Palen country,
but the rest of the fucking country is CRAZY !
Just read Dinesh D'Souza's "Illiberal Education."
That'll explain just how nutty our MOST ELITE universities are !
I mean, nobody's even got the balls
to defend our right of Free Speech to burn a book !
At least Norman Mailer, bully though he was,
spoke for all writers in defending Salmon Rushdie.
Diane Ravitch backs up D'Souza.
In "The Language Police" (p. 162), she writes,
"This is as wacky a combination as anyone might dream up."
"The goal of the language police," she explains (p. 158)
is not just to stop us from using objectionable words
but to stop us from having objectionable thoughts."
She quotes George Orwell (p. 157)
"Don't you see that the whole aim of New speak
is to narrow the range of thought ?
In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible,
because there will be no words in which to express it."
Right now, I'm committing as many crimes as I can,
as fast as I can,
before it's too late !
I'm Speechless.
Yeah. Well you WILL be someday
if you don't get up the guts, the gonads,
so think the truth and speak the truth.
Use is or lose it.
Use your mind or lose it.
Use Freedom of Speech or lose it.
You can fight for Freedom of Speech with words, you know,
just by exercising it.
And, That's What We're Doing Right Here,
Right Now,
Regardless Of Our Color ?
Bingo Again, Brother !
See, at least up there in Palen country,
they got sense enough to live UP THERE
where it's beautiful and peaceful and Slow Lab,
where you can take the time to sing and ski,
instead of down here in the frenetic, CRAZY 48.
And, at least they have men like Sarah Palen
with the gonads to speak their minds.
See, they got common sense up there,
just like them caribou
what got enough sense to not walk into
a dirty old unaesthetic, ugly old oil well.
Tell Us About The Bears.
Oh, not much to tell, really,
except to say that he saw them.
Our Graduate Student saw them twice.
Once, on his drive up, way up in Canada,
he asks the people in the local store
where the heck the bears are.
They tell him to turn right at the next road
and drive down to the garbage dump.
Sure enough, there's a bunch of black bears scavengin' away.
Did THEY Have Common Sense ?
Oh, I don't know.
I never seen 'em up against a dirty old,
unaesthetic oil well.
Don't know what they'd do.
Our Graduate Student seen this other one though,
a mama with her cub.
She seemed pretty clever.
Our Graduate Student was joggin' around the air strip
at Elmendorf Air Force Base in Anchorage.
He loved to do that.
Actually, he brisk-walked much of it.
It was a ten mile trek.
He did once or twice a week or more, if he could.
A lot to be said for that Slow Lab life !
So, anyway, he's joggin' up around the backside of the airstrip
where this commissary building is here they prepare meals.
Up ahead about 200 yards, momma bear's crossin' the street
with junior.
She was pretty clever, I reckon'.
She knew where the food was.
Our Graduate Student Ever See Any Dancing Bears ?
Now you're getting silly,
and that's probably a good sign.
No. he never saw any dancing bears,
but he did a lot of dancing himself.
He did lot of waltzing and two-stepping
and line dancing there at "The Last Frontier."
A lot of pretty girls there to dance with,
for a while.
After a while, the crowd moved off to the "OK Corrale"
or something like that,
and mostly just matronly, waddling,
giggling old schoolmarms came to "The Last Frontier."
One day a young college girl got on the bus
that Our Graduate Student was driving
and told him about a dance club for all ages,
so he started going there.
It was lively and played dance music nonstop all evening.
He danced and danced and danced and danced his ass off.
It was like a workout.
It was a much younger, livelier crowd.
It was non-alcoholic. No alcohol was served.
High school and college kids and some military showed up
and just danced and danced all night.
Of course, they probably held this
against Our Graduate Student.
All the old fuddies at the bus company,
who were half dead themselves,
and looked like they had never lived anyway,
grilled him once,
"why do they call it techno music ?"
they asked him, like it was some kind of sinister name
with a secret subversive name.
"I have no idea," he replied.
"Maybe it's because they use TECHNOlogy to make it."
Well, the world is full of idiots,
and so is America.
That's for sure.
And that brings us back to our storyline,
now that we've finished this interlude
to reaffirm the Wonderfulness of Our Graduate Student.
Yes, Our Graduate Student Really IS Wonderful !
Yes. Yes, he is.
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The first example is about the two movies
we mentioned two chapters ago.
The first movie was about a teacher or writer
who went to Alaska and murdered a girl
who rejected him sexually, starring Robin Williams.
The second movie was "Around The World In 80 Days."
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concrete and absolute
supplemental and tangential
Yes, it's common for people to react with unease
to ideas that are outside of their comfort zones.
It's happened throughout history.
People often react like ideas are crazy
even though those ideas are true and correct.
Sometimes it takes a long time, even centuries,
for these correct ideas to be accepted,
just because they're outside people's comfort zones.
Take, for example, the heliocentric (sun-centered)
view of the solar system,
or the idea of evolution,
or the idea that liberal fascist censorship and
McCarthyism of the left are bad.
These correct ideas have all met with resistance,
scorn, ridicule, and contempt.
The ideas of Our Graduate Student,
which he presented in His 1982 Newsletters,
were treated with scorn, ridicule, contempt, and resistance.
until rush limbaugh made those ideas mainstream,
and D'Souza and Ravitch gave those ideas
the imprimatur of their scholarly works.
But these things take time, sometimes.
Even though Our Graduate Student's ideas
have been lifted from scorn and ridicule
to their rightfully respected and honored elevation,
Our Graduate Student himself
has never been freed from the chains and the bonds
and the indignities and humiliations of scorn and contempt and ridicule.
His reputation and image have been beheaded and stoned.
There has been a conspiracy for decades
by left coast politicians at the highest levels
to label him as a fraud.
They even falsely accused him of murdering a young woman in Alaska !
A "false positive" on dna, whatever the hell that means !
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sac city, sac state, uop, subbing, Victory '88
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put in jerry rubin quote from Dinesh D'souza
about making unreasonable demands
put it in that part about "the taming of the shrew"
It is good news that Dr. Ravitch
is criticizing the latest movements.
She has always been critical of "movements"
in education (cite left back, conclusion)
The current movements are
choice and accountability.
But, please, Diane, or Dr. Ravitch,
don't do the feel good, comforting thing
and return to uncensored support
of public education
It stinks and you know it.
It is hard, I know,
to abandon the myth of choice and accountability
as panaceas.
It leaves an emotional vacuum.
The hard but correct realization
is to admit
that choice and accountability
are mere politically associated movements
but the public schools still stink.
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(especially physics,
which required actual analytic and spacial mental powers,
not just a social familiarity with the names
of compounds and species like in chemistry and biology),
since there was that critical shortage,
So, Our Graduate Student
Is Attacking That Wrong Idea Of Manhood
That Many Feminists Had.
Very Easily.
stapling the paper backward at the copy shop
returning The Newsletters from
the copyright office in DC
bella abzug invited by the women's libbers
writing to norman mailer
visiting the sacramento union
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Well, when they moved a half a mile away
into South Orange
don't forget to cite the judge who said
they give out rights like lollipops
at a dentist's office.
no girl friends ? no sports ?
lived on the bus.
track and gymnastics
one sort of.
friend of mother.
mother made house social ?
no. just the opposite.
no friends.
bobby o'connor.
only HER friends.
how about girls ?
just shy, a year younger,
socially immature, didn't know how to talk to girls
talk about mother emotionally immature, retarted, spoiled brat
kinahan and his family "love ya"
their ability to freely express affection
in contrast to his mother and family
which was militaristic no pda
her idea of an educated man
was one who knew latin
superstitious medieval rituals
comforting beliefs and rituals though.
well, who knows ?
bring up her mysticism
and segway into electronics 200 years ago
and Malcolm Gladwell
malcolm gladwell
short books to the point
does psychology a favor
the notion of blink
intuition hard to quantify and analyze
esp, stuff like that
actual professional degreed psychologists are idiots
just inventing nonsensical personality disorders
that are absolutely ludicrous
can't think out of their bureaucratic groupthink boxes
have no common sense whatsoever
it's not unreasonable to believe
in the possibility of things we don't understand.
talk about electricity and electronice 200 years ago
radio tv telephone electronic communication
wireless communication
the internet
they would have said you were crazy
but now we know you were right.
she thought of herself as a feminist
but she just wanted to work for the stimulation
the social excitement
she was immature
skiing gossiping with lorraine about work
it was all just social gossip that she brought home
she screamed and yelled and made an unhappy home
David Copperfield
feminism a disaster to men's education
they come onto the campuses around 1968
when our graduate student was still
trying to figure out whether and when
to open a door or pull out a chair for a girl
14 years later,
after doing military service THEY didn't have to do
a rude obnoxious fem bitch
is sticking her finger in his face
she wasn't an aberration
SHE WAS REPRESENTATIVE OF THE BITCHES
only compliant males make it through now
they say females in the class improves boys
but that's a female judgement
it means boys have to be more like girls
Go back to 8
both meditated.
she listened to relaxation tapes til her final years
and that philosopher guy.
rosaries, our graduate student too altar boy
"an extremist is one who is fascinated and captivated
by the satisfying logic of a thought system"
"a liberal is someone who hasn't been mugged yet"
she allowed the boys rough play in living room
studying on shelf in fifth grade
hazelwood back yard
and front streets summer nights
what about her feminism ?
worked for her father in teen years
why just her ?
the smartest ?
the wildest ?
the roaring twenties !
also cosmopolitan nyc her backyard
hotel parties with her sisters
like a vanderbilt, it seemed,
mink shawls
she was very very immature
used to enjoy harassing the boys on bus
a spoiled brat
inappropriate vanderbilt
dressed like vanderbilts to see gene shepard at spc
always complained about working for her father
(describe it)
but it got her into investment dept at howard
she liked the stimulation of going to work
a statistician prof and bus women's assn
constantly fought daddy a quiet accountant
church going, baseball, neat
she not as tidy
the glasses in the couch
always provoking fights bob and daddy
mark and daddy
bob and me
always fighting with bernadette
"who zigged when she should have zagged ?"
village 2 jews, charles, columbia etc
alfred hitchcock
in kitchen in car, out the attic window
jealous of bernadette so voluptuous
mark says she's selfish
only her friends at the house
ran away bobby o'connor, greg
*******
David was the smartest...and the best looking
all right, then talk about
our graduate student going to spc
separation
living on bus
friend, nyc
his racial "credentials"
vet, bus,
downtown newark
riots, exchange place,
after school touch football,
Ron LeGrande,
Wittersheim
explain that that was a lot of contact
everyone was segregated, like bayonne
bayonne football
sabu, other lower east side roommate
Chinatown Dojo
navy ridley
number 10 will be the next 5 years
spc go into this a lot
village and avco embassy midtown,
apt across spc
lower east side, taxi
rn room taxi motorcycle
the gang, brooklyn heights, vermont,
the demonstration, the farm, hitch cross country,
the ashram, germany, tent in woodstock
Sensei Urban, a girlfriend, the shore, the navy
don't forget the bus, wittersheim,
touch football, drinking summers at exchange place
sabu, chinatown dojo, no honkies here, and more !
Please Continue !
You know, I'd like to know more
about our graduate student's background,
his upbringing...
his formative experiences,
his thoughts and feelings,
his political and intellectual development.Please Continue !
You know, I'd like to know more
about our graduate student's background,
his upbringing...
his formative experiences,
his thoughts and feelings,
his political and intellectual development.
I think it's important, of course,
to at least briefly describe
his family background
(with consideration of the historical times, of course).
But, his OWN intellectual, political, and social views
really didn't develop until later in high school
and through the "college years".
So, I'll emphasize those 5 years after high school.
They were formative years in his life,
but they were also very dramatic years of upheavel
(1968 - 1973)
in American political, social, and intellectual life.
The main point is that his parents
were liberals and well-educated.
And, especially, to the point of addressing
two main topics
of graduate students 1982 Newsletters,
his parents were liberals
regarding racial issues and feminism.
So then his mother was a no good rotten egg, then, right?
irish wit
irish, italian, and jewish
Kind of like Mussolini,
she kept the trains running on time.
very organized.
heard their homework every night.
rules, but reasonable.
after school, go out and play.
be home by 6pm for dinner
Daddy home with the church bells.
emphasis on education
advanced and cutting edge in many ways
listened to carlton Fredericks
healthy foods, healthy minds, positive attitude
on the radio
and Gene Shepard and WOR in general
loved quality tv, steve allen, sid caesar
jackie gleason and the honeymooners
but not junk which she hated red skelton
wholesome stuff my 3 sons donna reed
cold to sister
emotionally formal, punch in the nose
no comic books at home
and no horror movies
rituals strawberry and coffee with coffee on the bottom
a spoiled brat in ways and didn't get along
thought she was better than others
and maybe she was in many ways
always at the head of her class.
her dad and uncle were big shots.
emulated the vanderbilts it seemed, mink shawls
good parents Christmas football, bikes,
little league
summers at the Jersey Shore
emotionally volatile to say the least
and so were the children
relations with brothers
rough housing
with sister, exaggerated expressions of adoration
the happy summers after 5,6,7,8
cyo summers, lincoln playground,
biking and visiting, swimming
but what about racial and sexual attitudes.
that's what we want to analyze.
with girls and sex, shy.
regarding blacks, liberal and respectful
religious altar boy
smart, was banking all the indulgences,
very logical
don't forget the lacrosse preppy boys
falsely prosecuted by da for the non rape,
the davis girl who false police report of rape
sent home
the black female college instructor in socal
who damaged her own car and cried racial intimidation.
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high school, isolation, short stature,
intellectual, best friend,
religion nonsense,
trips to NYC
Merrill Lynch
SPC
norman mailer, albert shanker,
jane fonda syndrone white bitches no there there
tom hayden provocation, sla etc. flaky sacto
the late Tim Russert of "Face The Nation", Chris Matthews,
Will Durant, McLaughlin, Tom Fleming
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Our graduate student was brought up as a liberal
Irish Catholic Democrats Chris Matthews, Joe Delaney
mother and father AT&T Merrill Lynch
neighborhood
freddy marine, uncle harry wwi, bobby career, mark gung ho
Tom Fleming
uprooted, best friend, no girls til college
jesuits and MLK mandatory rotc
NYC counter culture Greenwich village
Village Voice Beatnicks
East Village Chinatown Dojo
A Prophetic Minority
Isaac Asimov
spc campus unrest the 3 brats
on the farm
manson bonnie and clyde, nyack brinks sla
it's all tied in
da wouldn't prosecute mary jane olson
or prop 77 culprits
but didn't hesitate when it came to our graduate student !
does he hate women and blacks
no. diane ravitch, tom sowell, pres obama
sometimes he thinks that females
are so stupid and shallow and childish
that they never should have been given
the right to vote.
other times
he thinks men are so stupid
that the country would be better off
if THEY couldn't vote
and if women ran things.
Ben Franklin, humility,
self-deprecating humor
women's libbers
comparing themselves to slaves
use dr's quote in ttd
privileged students at Columbia etc
and then go to her description of women's libbers
as upper middle class and college educated.
COME ON !!!!!!! Get REAL!!!!!!!
Don't be FAKE
like our graduate student's abusers.
There's over 100 official candidates
for governor in the
2003 Recall Election in California.
Our graduate student is very involved
in that Recall Election.
At the last minute,
he learns that he, too,
can be an official candidate for governor,
a write-in candidate.
He decides to do so,
even for just one or two official votes.
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