So we had pie at lunch today. [PIE!!! OMG OMG PIE!!!] It was the big DH "feast" thing... turkey, cranberry sauce, ham, jello, cornbread, blackeyed peas, etcetera, etcetera. They also had pie, both pumpkin and *gasp* pecan. Mmmm... So, in a post-pie glow, I went to my English Class of Stupidity... not that the class itself is stupid, but GAH! The PEOPLE! They make me want to gnash my teeth and rend my clothing and rip out huge chunks of my hair. Today we got to hear people "not understand" Jonathan Swift [that's okay, guys, he wouldn't understand you idiots either] and get all upset on how much he hates women and how gross his poetry is. And how he wants to kill babies. Ngeh. Then we got to listen to a treatise on how slaves were really happy to be enslaved. They loved all the toil and humiliating servitude! And don't forget those kind women of the house teaching their eager slave pupils the Bible! God loves you, Mr Slave, but he loves me more! And this person spouting this... insanely insipid remark was, herself, a history major. I weep for the future when people like her are in charge.
I dedicate this poem to the idiot in our English class, and to all those miserable wretches who had to listen to her.
"Intellectual Carnage"
You sit there smiling, smugly smirking,
Condescension evident in your eyes
Though no thoughts therein are lurking--
Idiot hid in Student’s guise.
You spout off all your facts quite neatly
[Though they’re really not quite true]
Our brains have now shut down completely
It’s better than endlessly listening to you.
Oh, God, let Time more swiftly travel
Let the Sun speed through the skies--
But you’re still speaking, our brains unravel
They can’t take much more of endless lies
You’re happy now, you think you’ve won--
We’re just too shocked to utter our wrath.
Your opinion expressed, your work is done,
Leaving intellectual carnage in your path.
That is all.
I dedicate this poem to the idiot in our English class, and to all those miserable wretches who had to listen to her.
"Intellectual Carnage"
You sit there smiling, smugly smirking,
Condescension evident in your eyes
Though no thoughts therein are lurking--
Idiot hid in Student’s guise.
You spout off all your facts quite neatly
[Though they’re really not quite true]
Our brains have now shut down completely
It’s better than endlessly listening to you.
Oh, God, let Time more swiftly travel
Let the Sun speed through the skies--
But you’re still speaking, our brains unravel
They can’t take much more of endless lies
You’re happy now, you think you’ve won--
We’re just too shocked to utter our wrath.
Your opinion expressed, your work is done,
Leaving intellectual carnage in your path.
That is all.