This is why I never could have been a teacher…..for those of you that don’t know, I almost was one. See teachers don’t write blog posts about the bullshit nature of school, and they sure as shit don’t direct videos called “butt weed”. Crass as my creative endevors over the past few years may have been, they nevertheless point very distinclty to the fact that nurturing young minds is a field best left to folks that aren’t me. As Marky Mark says in The Departed, (without the help of his Funky Bunch I might add) “You can be any fucking thing that you want in the next twelve months, but you will not be a Massachusates state policeman.” Only that’s misquoted, misspelled, and not about teaching. Whatever, you get the point.
I am no student, so by definition, I am the last person that should be in charge of them. After freshly having resigned to being simply an English Major, with no added burden of teacher certification, this is my first day back to class in what will be (God Willing) my last year as a college student. Do you suppose that the teachers hate today as much as I do? I maintain that college professors do what they do so that they can read books for a living, and in some cases, flirt with coeds that most likely wouldn’t have talked to them when they were nerdy little undergrads. Granted, some of them are passionate about what they do, but for the most part I have found that they are simply interested in getting paid to have pretentious conversations about things that don’t really matter anyway. Don’t kid yourselves, in college your paying for a sheet of paper- not a bunch of shit that you can learn for free on Wikipedia. Don’t agree with my cynical outlook? Good. Debate it.
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