Re: More Expelled
- From: boots <no@xxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 01 Apr 2008 15:03:47 -0700
Jackson Pillock <jacksonpillock@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
boots <no@xxxxx> wrote in
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Jackson Pillock <jacksonpillock@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
http://www.pandasthumb.org/pt-archives/001143.html#c35137
Posted by Dark Matter on June 14, 2005 08:47 AM (e) (s)
PZ Meyers wrote:
Here I am, a biologist living in the 21st century in one of
the
richest countries in the world, and one of the two biology
teachers in my kids? high school is a creationist. Last year,
the education commissioner in my state tried to subvert the
recommendations for the state science standards by packing a
hand-picked ?minority report? committee to push for required
instruction in intelligent design creationism in our schools.
All across the country, we have these lunatics trying to
stuff pseudoscientific religious garbage into our schools and
museums and zoos.
You are right on the mark here. The Undiscovery Institute people are
worse than a pack of Scientology lawyers and are better financed and
politically connected that the Scamatology frauds. Looks like they
learned a lot from them.
From the Scientology v. Education website:July 29, 2004
Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
Class yields a surprise subject
http://studytech.org/archives/000062.php?
From the article-
?Study Technology has its defenders, and they adamantly deny trying to
promote a religion in the classroom. UW-Fond du Lac officials, for the
record, say they?re comfortable with the summer enrichment offering.
Abler declined Thursday to identify her religious background and said
she never tried to promote Scientology in the classroom.
?I?m teaching a study skills class - it?s a totally secular class,?
Abler said, adding that she welcomed calls and visits from parents.?
If this frickin' planet gets any more ludicrous I'm gonna become
worried that some geenyus might lock me up and medicate me for
hebephrenia.
Really, the schools I went to in the 1950s were full of teachers who
had no chance whatsoever of hacking it in industry, and the schools my
kids went to in the 1980s were full of teachers who had no chance
whatsoever of hacking it in industry, so why all of a sudden should
anybody with half a clue work as a teacher, for the ridiculous pay?
For the good feeling that comes from surviving a workday without
getting knifed or shot because parents aren't allowed to discipline
their children since we've entered the age of Disney? Because they
can feel superior since they're working alongside a bunch of even
worse retards than themselves?
Dress your kids in kevlar every morning, send 'em off to the "real"
world and let the teachers do their worst. If your kids can't resist
indoctination by the time they're old enough for pubic school, they're
doomed anyway.
Thank you for that, Boots.
Whether you're being serious or sarcastic or whatever, you're welcome.
I expect your kids are quite capable of resisting indoctrination. I
know mine were, they were even capable of resisting parental
direction. I was too, but I was so naive that I failed to pretend and
ended up spending lots of time standing in the corner for arguing with
teachers. Of course in those days every kid had a pocketknife so
nobody needed a gun, and everybody knew that blades cut cutters, so it
all worked out fairly peaceably at the black-eye and bloody-nose
level. Things today, well people just get all worked up about stuff.
Can't just take an abusive teacher out back and hang him anymore.
Darwin and Murphy are workin' together to make Mankind into the
super-race, y'know? "Resistance is futile" sez the Borg.
--
superstitious heathen grade 8
.
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