today, rebecca gave an answer of .0009. this was marked wrong. the teacher said the answer was 0.0009. if the teacher doesn't know that the 0 before the decimal has no value, what bob hope is there? i told the student "it doesn't matter. all that matters, is that you understand the material." but, does that "matter?" while the bombs are falling? you jena-cide if it does or not. and yet, i work for a teacher who thinks the 0 before the decimal impacts the answer!! g-d, where is the correlation of power with wisdom, humor, compassion, and intelligence? for every toby dammit there are 100 god damn dickheads with certification. certified dickheads with a minor in major retardation. they populate our schools, they go to church, they vote, and they reproduce. they believe garth brooks can sing, that america fights for freedom, and that leave it to beaver is a dream society to be reached for. my thoughts and their thoughts cannot coexist. we clash on this green day and i have no kiss for these beach boys who act like animals, like beatles, like monkeys, like rascals. i have the temptation to wish for a miracle for them, but my mind gets smokey and i bear down for a clearer image, perhaps one in HD Wells. yes, they think of woodrow wilson, i jackie wilson. they ron reagan, i ron pinko. they richard nixon, i n. tixon, they john adams i john coltrane. i'm leavin on a coltrane don't know when i'll be back again, oh i hate to go, especially with the cost of air fare, it's not fair. it's not fair to be a man building castles in the sand that will never stand...where is love? who is there to "love?' what is there to 'love?" the government? the air quality? measles? tuberculosis? imperialism? survivor? american idol? idle american? ideal foreigner? ideal or no ideal, life is hard, deal with it.
all we need is love say 4 rich british youth with full stomachs and full bank accounts...perhaps, but food might also have value, at least before monsanto came along. it's been along time cummin but i know this orgasm will end. i'll sam cooke somethin' else up later.
he left us some tablets...but it's hard not to covet your neighbor's ass.