Vilmar, ya know back in the “good old days” the citizens would gather together and pay a visit on teachers like Professor Levitt. The visit would usually involve a calm discussion followed by a fun beating with horsewhips and canes on the aforementioned professor. Then the citizens would retire to the local pub for drinks and cigars leaving the professor to bleed to death. This usually encouraged polite language and behavior in other citizens. I miss thos days. Sigh.
You’ve outdone yourself again Vilmar. I have to agree with Allan about the proper solution to the problem. This is merely a microcosm of society’s woes indicative by those within the liberal indoctrination system who keep on the tradition of successive generations that have no exposure to outside influences. They are imbued and imbred with their ideological views to the point they no longer have any reasoning powers and cannot tolerate opposing points of view. They cannot survive outside the school system and are willing useful idiots that continue to poison the minds of children and youth with their diatribe. Moonbats of the first order.
I’ve often found that those who are easily ‘offended’ need serious psychiatric intervention before they harm someone.
I’d also like to point out that there is no Constitutional right to not be offended. (shamelessly swiped from Neal Boortz)
As for so-called ‘professors’ who do everything but teach the subject FOR WHICH I AM PAYING THEM to teach… walk out of class and demand your money back. IN CASH! IMMEDIATELY!
I did this at my local community college a couple of years ago. I signed up for a photography course and the ‘instructor’ proceded to do nothing but rant and rave about Cheney and Halliburton. I stood up, addressed the @sshat and said “I’m paying you to teach me basic photography. I will NOT pay you to preach your assinine conspiracy theories to me.” And I walked out...down to the registrar’s office, and demanded my money back...IN CASH.
“Oh dear...we can’t do that,” the registrar said.
“Why not?” I asked. “You TOOK my cash. I demand an immediate cash refund.”
Bottom line...it took me two days, and I was shadowed by campus security...(that was a joke...I could have taken out both of those girls before they could scream...), but I got my money back...IN CASH.
in the mid ‘80s, while my mother was finishing her “masters”, she was told by one “professor’ that because he knew that she was a conservative-she was editor-in-chief of the school’s AWARD WINNING newspaper-he was going to give her the lowest grade he could get away with. Because of her position she needed to get a “B” or higher. The Bastard gave her a “B-"-just because he didn’t think an “elitist conservative” deserved any better. Know what that piece of garbage is doing now? He’s the village president of a community near me-elected in a landslide BOTH terms!!! HIIIIISSSSSS!
BARB
Barb, a sniper rifle would relieve your stress!
Yeah-but I live in the first socialist state of Illinois-REMEMBER and I forgot-Herr Professor got elected to the State General Assembly for one term as well-but him and his wife DO run a nice-albeit moonbatty-coffee joint.
BARB GO CUBS!!!
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