After jfk was assasinated I withdrew from the grid raised children with their help and participation until they had a sense of them self I then unleashed them on North American culture take a guess who fucked with whom I figured that was the only sane method to oppose the self elected brain dead maggots now that I approach 75 years I am not as sure but it was an enjoyable ride and I haven’t figured out what other course would have transferred as much positive energy except maybe tracking down some aliens with integrity and more dimensions I imagine you heaved a sigh of relief after that piece Jon thanks and health, mike
Growing up in the 1950s-60s we got 3 shots, we learned about sex education in high school (what hadn’t already been revealed from one another), and playing outside was our regular occupation. Somehow a great many of us ended up fairly healthy and well adjusted. And oh yes, communism was considered evil, a cancer the complete opposite of what we knew to be America. How easy it is to fall asleep!
Amen Brother Jon. Ban all schools. The biggest fraud are Art and music schools.What a fucking joke. I went to one of the "best" music schools in America-North Texas University. I lasted two years and I walked out six weeks prior to receiving my degree. It was the best decision of my young life. The only thing I learned there was what not to do.The professors were frauds and liars and the sad thing about it was that some of them were good players. I didn't understand it then but I do now.MONEY. Take all the verbal artistic bullshit away and all they wanted was a pay check. They didn't want to do what one has to do to make a living in the music business so they sold their soul for a pay check and a pension. Fuck the lot.They call themselves "Educators". I call them Wankers. Ban the lot.
Had fourteen years of school in England long years ago. Never a mention of sex in all fourteen of them. We had no objection. Too busy working and then playing (for me rugby football, swimming, track). But look at what happened to England. Between the socialists, the Americans, and the TINOS (Tories in name only), a ruined country. At least over here people can still home-school.
Good plan. Just abolish any and all "publicly funded" schools. People who want schools can set up their own or enroll their children in an existing school. Of course the funds being extorted from everyone under the scam of "providing education" would have to be given back to those who have been paying them,
I can hear the morally retarded politicians, bureaucrats and media whores screeching already. Let them screech. As my buddies at the pool hall used to say, "F@*# 'em and feed 'em, fish heads."
Jon once designed a punishment for one of these poor excuse for humans something like having to pump gas the rest of their days in Death Valley fish heads are really nutritious and if prepared properly too good ! Let them eat the test tube “meat” hey I have used pool for a long time to help me understand my many personalities and to find common ground I also thrive on the sound of their contact actually the whole show slate cloth cue I call it poor man’s golf health
Listening to you all is an experiencer better than any school could provide. Thank you everyone for sharing.
I think kids should be able to move around and use their high energy bodies to do things (in a safe manner) that lets them interact all day. They shouldn’t be placed in their cells and told that invisible walls prevent them from talking and moving.
I remember bits and pieces of first grade, but the thing I remember the most is the “tattel tail”
Anyone who told on another student for doing something he wasn’t supposed to do got to wear the tail for “tatteling” and everyone gets to laugh inside a little because it’s not herself.
This one boy that wore it got laughed at pretty good. In middle school, he ended up being the kid that hung out with another boy that no one cared for because he stunk like poo.
I played with him in 3rd grade because he would bring in his power rangers toys, which was basically the whole set for the 1st season and since he had them all, he would transform it into the big thing. It’s been so long ago that I don’t remember what it was called... maybe mega-don. hehe
I had some of the 2nd season toys but not all of them. Each one would cost $50 or more (in the 90’s) and the whole set consisted of 5 or 6 toys. Then they found a way to add the black power ranger - I never did get to see that in person. There was one that had white arms but had tiger striped shoulder pads... I don’t know his name off the tip of my head.
One of the best experiences I ever had was buying my own bike with money I saved from throwing papers and saving christmas money (because I probably spent half of my paychecks at the gas station on candy pop and granola bars).
If only I could tell my self not to eat all that junk.
Around the same time in middle school, I bought an ab shocker
it was touted as being able to build the abs like on the photo and my scrawny body could look like arnold swartsenagher. I think I was doing push ups while wearing it one day and it burnt me, so I hung up that towel and never played with electricity like that again.
speaking of which, in 7th or 8th grade, my science teacher would give us wires and electrical components and a bread boards to play with in the lab area, just behind the lecture area. Well, everyone was getting done with the quiz and I was playing with wires and sockets for fun and the wires slipped from my hands and touched on the ends causing a surge in the lab... the spark could be heard and seen but the teacher didn’t notice. we were all feeling lucky that day. Later, the teacher asked me what happened, and I told him.
In 8the grade, I was in Jazz band and we were having a performance at the hi school. I had my solo, me playing the tenor sax, so in the middle of the song I have to stand up and walk over to the solo ‘booth’ where a mic is placed near my blow hole. I’m playing along at first all fine but then the lever on top that’s supposed to cover the hole near the top was stuck in the open position. I could normally reach up and press it down but not with everyone looking... so I just squeeked most of my solo like nothing ever happened, I stayed on the beat, never stopping. I was thinking I was in for it. I looked at the conductor as I walked back with the crowd cheering and he had his usual eyebrows raised and stark look to his face, all of us in the band would laugh at his reaction in the practice room but not the concert hall. I figured I sounded terrible and didn’t want to buy the video but now I want to hear it and see how it actually went, if they cheered because it actually sounded alright.
When I was 8 or 9 I was walking up to my brother from behind, who was swinging an aluminum bat and got hit on the head, leaving a big goose egg. Add to that all the walnuts my brothers threw at me and the fast baseball throws I had to catch, leaving a sting in my palm, then you get the idea of my childhood. brutality..
but it was fun while it lasted and there’s lots more I could tell and will.
Children can govern themselves and will make their own hidden rules after David hurt Jill on the playground... if not then I guess there aren’t many bright children at those schools. These things aren’t graded
After jfk was assasinated I withdrew from the grid raised children with their help and participation until they had a sense of them self I then unleashed them on North American culture take a guess who fucked with whom I figured that was the only sane method to oppose the self elected brain dead maggots now that I approach 75 years I am not as sure but it was an enjoyable ride and I haven’t figured out what other course would have transferred as much positive energy except maybe tracking down some aliens with integrity and more dimensions I imagine you heaved a sigh of relief after that piece Jon thanks and health, mike
I can't believe you just said John Taylor Gatto! I've been going back over some of my Gatto materials...He was The Man. So sorry he's gone.
Growing up in the 1950s-60s we got 3 shots, we learned about sex education in high school (what hadn’t already been revealed from one another), and playing outside was our regular occupation. Somehow a great many of us ended up fairly healthy and well adjusted. And oh yes, communism was considered evil, a cancer the complete opposite of what we knew to be America. How easy it is to fall asleep!
Amen Brother Jon. Ban all schools. The biggest fraud are Art and music schools.What a fucking joke. I went to one of the "best" music schools in America-North Texas University. I lasted two years and I walked out six weeks prior to receiving my degree. It was the best decision of my young life. The only thing I learned there was what not to do.The professors were frauds and liars and the sad thing about it was that some of them were good players. I didn't understand it then but I do now.MONEY. Take all the verbal artistic bullshit away and all they wanted was a pay check. They didn't want to do what one has to do to make a living in the music business so they sold their soul for a pay check and a pension. Fuck the lot.They call themselves "Educators". I call them Wankers. Ban the lot.
Home school!
Had fourteen years of school in England long years ago. Never a mention of sex in all fourteen of them. We had no objection. Too busy working and then playing (for me rugby football, swimming, track). But look at what happened to England. Between the socialists, the Americans, and the TINOS (Tories in name only), a ruined country. At least over here people can still home-school.
Good plan. Just abolish any and all "publicly funded" schools. People who want schools can set up their own or enroll their children in an existing school. Of course the funds being extorted from everyone under the scam of "providing education" would have to be given back to those who have been paying them,
I can hear the morally retarded politicians, bureaucrats and media whores screeching already. Let them screech. As my buddies at the pool hall used to say, "F@*# 'em and feed 'em, fish heads."
Jon once designed a punishment for one of these poor excuse for humans something like having to pump gas the rest of their days in Death Valley fish heads are really nutritious and if prepared properly too good ! Let them eat the test tube “meat” hey I have used pool for a long time to help me understand my many personalities and to find common ground I also thrive on the sound of their contact actually the whole show slate cloth cue I call it poor man’s golf health
My children are grown
Im thankful each day for this
Lest I'd be in jail
*No grandchildren yet
Hope my offspring will home school
Or I'll be in jail
Listening to you all is an experiencer better than any school could provide. Thank you everyone for sharing.
I think kids should be able to move around and use their high energy bodies to do things (in a safe manner) that lets them interact all day. They shouldn’t be placed in their cells and told that invisible walls prevent them from talking and moving.
I remember bits and pieces of first grade, but the thing I remember the most is the “tattel tail”
Anyone who told on another student for doing something he wasn’t supposed to do got to wear the tail for “tatteling” and everyone gets to laugh inside a little because it’s not herself.
This one boy that wore it got laughed at pretty good. In middle school, he ended up being the kid that hung out with another boy that no one cared for because he stunk like poo.
I played with him in 3rd grade because he would bring in his power rangers toys, which was basically the whole set for the 1st season and since he had them all, he would transform it into the big thing. It’s been so long ago that I don’t remember what it was called... maybe mega-don. hehe
I had some of the 2nd season toys but not all of them. Each one would cost $50 or more (in the 90’s) and the whole set consisted of 5 or 6 toys. Then they found a way to add the black power ranger - I never did get to see that in person. There was one that had white arms but had tiger striped shoulder pads... I don’t know his name off the tip of my head.
One of the best experiences I ever had was buying my own bike with money I saved from throwing papers and saving christmas money (because I probably spent half of my paychecks at the gas station on candy pop and granola bars).
If only I could tell my self not to eat all that junk.
Around the same time in middle school, I bought an ab shocker
it was touted as being able to build the abs like on the photo and my scrawny body could look like arnold swartsenagher. I think I was doing push ups while wearing it one day and it burnt me, so I hung up that towel and never played with electricity like that again.
speaking of which, in 7th or 8th grade, my science teacher would give us wires and electrical components and a bread boards to play with in the lab area, just behind the lecture area. Well, everyone was getting done with the quiz and I was playing with wires and sockets for fun and the wires slipped from my hands and touched on the ends causing a surge in the lab... the spark could be heard and seen but the teacher didn’t notice. we were all feeling lucky that day. Later, the teacher asked me what happened, and I told him.
In 8the grade, I was in Jazz band and we were having a performance at the hi school. I had my solo, me playing the tenor sax, so in the middle of the song I have to stand up and walk over to the solo ‘booth’ where a mic is placed near my blow hole. I’m playing along at first all fine but then the lever on top that’s supposed to cover the hole near the top was stuck in the open position. I could normally reach up and press it down but not with everyone looking... so I just squeeked most of my solo like nothing ever happened, I stayed on the beat, never stopping. I was thinking I was in for it. I looked at the conductor as I walked back with the crowd cheering and he had his usual eyebrows raised and stark look to his face, all of us in the band would laugh at his reaction in the practice room but not the concert hall. I figured I sounded terrible and didn’t want to buy the video but now I want to hear it and see how it actually went, if they cheered because it actually sounded alright.
When I was 8 or 9 I was walking up to my brother from behind, who was swinging an aluminum bat and got hit on the head, leaving a big goose egg. Add to that all the walnuts my brothers threw at me and the fast baseball throws I had to catch, leaving a sting in my palm, then you get the idea of my childhood. brutality..
but it was fun while it lasted and there’s lots more I could tell and will.
singing off
I really like autobiography it is healthy for the one writing and for the readers thank you godly doo
Fiddly doo the phone thinks I must have written your name wrong
Children can govern themselves and will make their own hidden rules after David hurt Jill on the playground... if not then I guess there aren’t many bright children at those schools. These things aren’t graded