So today I had to vote on a gross receipts bond. Should 1/4 of a percent be taken away from higher education (that was already passed and voted on in 08) to be given to the safety department or should they get to keep it.
I went to the meeting. I'm not that awesome, I went because my son was working on a merit badge for scouts. Let me just tell you. I wanted to poke my eyes out. Neither side had a cohesive argument and both sides looked like ill prepared idiots. This was being filmed and they didn't seem to care. There was eye rolling and mock shock and "you offend" me type rhetoric with a bunch of made up statistics that neither side could back up. Basically it was all anecdotal, pull on your heart strings, crap. They were just praying that no one had half a brain to figure out they were just making stuff up.
By the end I wanted to say, how about neither one of you get my hard earned cash and you give back all you've piddled away to the people who earned it! The most frustrating part was that both sides were "republican" obviously neither side was conservative and neither side gets that we are in the crapper if this is what we've got to work with. We will never win anything ever again!
As a responsible citizen I had to choose between the 2 evils, so I dutifully showed up and voted. I was greeted by this little sign. "Photo ID is required to vote." Well, hells bells. At least local votes we can actually have the audacity to ask someone to verify who they are without being accused of threatening and intimidating the voter. When I walked in I almost put up my hand to high 5 everyone that was volunteering in there. I happily handed over my ID, took my card, went to my little booth, rubbed my temples, gave myself a little pep talk and finished filling in the arrow.
This brings me to something else that has been bugging me for a couple of days. When we went to meet the teachers last week I saw that my son's teacher had acquired even more tattoos over the summer. I love this teacher as a person and feel she does a pretty good job, but they run all down her arms and on her wrists. She was wearing a short sleeved shirt. She's not the only teacher. It seems like they all have them and it is apparently not required to cover them up. There seems to be no standard. Oh, they've got standards for my children. What they can and can't wear, what they must and mustn't learn, what they should and shouldn't think, how many days they must attend etc... but there is no professional dress code for the teachers. (some do dress nicely and I want to stop them and thank them for caring about the image they portray....I think I just might) Some of them look as if they've just rolled out of bead or they're on their way to an amusement park. I don't want to get into some heated debate over teacher salaries. I've been poor and had to look professional for a job. It can be done. The information packets we get home are riddled with spelling errors and math assignment that I get back graded are wrong. If salaries are the excuse for the standards being low.....then we need to chuck the entire system and go private.
There is the story this week of the 8th grade boy who was raped by his teacher. You would think that common sense would be outrage for the teacher, but it is support. In the name of compassion. In the name of not facing lawsuits against the school for firing a teacher. The boy and his family are further tormented and turned into the villain instead of the victim. I am supposed to have confidence in this system? My question is: are we really this desperate? Is this education? Is this the mandatory education I want for my children? Are we living in a world void of all standards? Another mom at the bus stop said that the tattoo thing was "just generational" to that I say, what happened to "professional?" Compassion has been distorted and twisted into something evil which is not compassion. It's a lack of standards in the name of compassion. We are lazy of mind, of dress, of morals and of speech and it sickens me.
My vote.....bring back standards!


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