Imagine for a minute: You go to college because you've always felt a calling to education, to the young people of your community, your city, your state, your country, your world. You wanted to have a helping hand molding young people's futures and to bring a positive and intellectually charged attitude into their lives. To challenge them and engage them in their studies of their lives, the world, and everything. You are a bright gleam of enlightenment, igniting the sparks of critical thinking and opening up the minds of the young to embrace culture, philosophy, politics, literature, mathematics, and the broad world around them.
Imagine trying to not get strung out on a daily basis. Imagine guiding these young minds during the day and trying to stay on task despite the fact that you only get five hours of sleep a night. Five hours of sleep, if you're lucky, because you have another full-time job after school.
Imagine staying calm and cool-headed when you are becoming more and more irritable. Imagine the guilt after your outburst at a student who didn't deserve it. Imagine the pressures of trying to balance a steady income when all of your benefits are stripped away and you have no one, not a single person, group, or entity that can represent your dream-come-true job turned Hell-On-Earth. There is no negotiating. No voice, no ears, no justice. And you cry at night when you try to sleep but you can't because the tears and fears won't let you.
Because you are being stretched thin while the kids you are supposed to be helping are not getting your full attention. Instead of being properly introduced to the important things that are comprised of a useful education, they are adhering to other, more easily accessible role models.
Like the proper role models displayed on "Jersey Shore". Consumed by that gigantic lie created from 20th Century media and carried heavily into the 21st, that anyone can be rich and famous, they will follow paths acting as they were taught by what's on the screen.
And they will fall hard. And they will consume what they can, when they can. With their only destiny being that of an uneducated, under-skilled, manual laborer.
God Bless America
I fucking hate it here.
Imagine trying to do all that while balancing two or maybe three jobs just to pay rent.
Imagine trying to not get strung out on a daily basis. Imagine guiding these young minds during the day and trying to stay on task despite the fact that you only get five hours of sleep a night. Five hours of sleep, if you're lucky, because you have another full-time job after school.
Imagine staying calm and cool-headed when you are becoming more and more irritable. Imagine the guilt after your outburst at a student who didn't deserve it. Imagine the pressures of trying to balance a steady income when all of your benefits are stripped away and you have no one, not a single person, group, or entity that can represent your dream-come-true job turned Hell-On-Earth. There is no negotiating. No voice, no ears, no justice. And you cry at night when you try to sleep but you can't because the tears and fears won't let you.
Because you are being stretched thin while the kids you are supposed to be helping are not getting your full attention. Instead of being properly introduced to the important things that are comprised of a useful education, they are adhering to other, more easily accessible role models.
Like the proper role models displayed on "Jersey Shore". Consumed by that gigantic lie created from 20th Century media and carried heavily into the 21st, that anyone can be rich and famous, they will follow paths acting as they were taught by what's on the screen.
And they will fall hard. And they will consume what they can, when they can. With their only destiny being that of an uneducated, under-skilled, manual laborer.
God Bless America
I fucking hate it here.
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