We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
K-12 education is more about keeping kids off the streets and out of their parents hair until they are adults. It does a fair job of teaching the three R's but pretty much students by age 12 or so have learned it and the rest is not very effective. Some exceptions of course. Some students do benefit from the full 12 years but most would be better off with some form of trade or apprenticeship for the last four years. But once you are 18 and are an adult your free "babysitting" should end, don't you think?
Is free K-12 Education also bad for students? It ain't free pal. I've been paying hefty taxes to fund K-12 for almost 70 years. My six kids went to public school a total of three years in that time, and I fronted the rest of each one's education in private schools through four years of college the rest of the time. Why public school for three years you ask? Simple. We lived in Los Angeles for three years, and 50 years ago, the LAUSD had the best schools accessible to us. Beverly Hills, near where I worked, was better, but you had to live in Beverly Hills, and we didn't want to live there in any place we could afford.
I feel as if I could have come up with that on my own in two minutes if someone had asked me the question. They're warm; sometimes hot. They give off light. You have to get along with people well enough to have at least a little division of labor. Conversation is nice.
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Our home has a "real" fireplace, and my mother's special spot was always to the left of it. Every time she came over, we had a fire. On her 99th birthday, after a celebratory dinner at her favourite Chinese restaurant, we returned home for cake and champagne. Mum went straight to her corner, saying "this is my place". Yes it was, Mum, and still is. Mum died a month later, but every time we have a fire, I look at that corner of the chesterfield and think of her.
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