I hate teachers.

I hate teachers, schools, and pretty much everything in the formal education system that the Western world has today. This is for a reason.

Orwell would be proud. A bit about language and choice of words.

Of all the things ailing our present oh-so-wonderful mass-communication society, none anger me quite like political correctness. In fact, if you were to ask me on a particularly bad day, I would tell you that I believe conservatives invented political correctness as something to tar and feather liberals with. This essay by Steve Kangas tells a lot about why I find this a credible belief.

No, school is not for fools, it is just designed for fools. There is a difference.

One thing that the video gets right is how schools are designed to beam messages into the student body’s head without question or elaboration. Eat, absorb, consume, and so forth. In an increasingly overpopulated world where every subsequent generation has too many children for the previous lot of adults to cope with, this is basically a case of taking the easy way out. And that is the point we are going to go over in this article. Namely, that schools take a one size fits all approach, and thus the easy way out. Unfortunately, when you are autistic, not known to be such, and have multiple sensory issues that can lead to wanting changes to your situation so desperately that you will do anything in order to effect them, this can have devastating consequences and effects. The training of teachers and other school staffers to properly respond to this has improved quite dramatically since that song was record. In other words, it has the virtue of being there at all. But it still has quite a long way to go in the sense that teachers need to understand what the word individual really means. And by understand, I mean grok.

Our language: context, tone, and intent all mean something

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. In my previous post, I began to speak about an event that Lydia Brown shared with us on her Fudgebook page in which she was told what words she means. As often happens, writing about this topic caused me to descend into a rage, so I decided to abandon the subject for the time being and instead begin an essay about some of the basics of our language. It is in the hope that some normalistic assholes out there can read it and learn that maybe they do not know everything, and do not deserve to be the sole arbiters of right or wrong.

Language evolution, and language manipulation. A reflection.

We are all of us communicative creatures. Even the smallest, lowliest of other species on the planet we inhabit communicate with one another and attempt to communicate with us in varying ways. Indeed, about some species such as the bear, scientists even say that it is a matter of when, not if, they learn to communicate with our species in a manner that we can make sense of. That is a pretty sobering thought when you stop to consider that abstract and nuanced speech happens to be one of the few things that differentiate us from other species on this planet. But with that advantage also comes a heavy burden. As our language is the means by which we learn and teach others about our world, it means that our use of language and other communications can be one of the most effective means to control the minds of others. And as the saying goes, if you control man’s mind, you control man.