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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 ***************************************************************************** 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,

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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. ******* 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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