@RogerWilco6502 Well, I suppose that makes two of us.
For both of us and everyone else, let this landscape symbolize the end of a weary chapter for the dawn of a better one.
Speaking with slightly higher opinionation than usual, I never cared for the concept of the ceremony in the first place.
Look at it this way, you've just spent the last 12+ years of your life preoccupied with mental task after task that were simply doled out to you by some district administrators to be assimilated in a certain way, by a certain point in time. Skipping over the many flaws inherent to that model, you then spend the final 4 frantically cramming and then promptly forgetting (to most people) useless cortisol-generating garbage like how a cell is built, how to analyze quadratic equations, and what current velocity a train has at 6:00 on a Wednesday if the wind is blowing west while Fred eats five apples upside down.
So now you're fresh off the human assembly line, ready to either step onto another assembly line for an extra 4+ years, or start being a good little worker bee for some corporation for the short and long term future. And how does society mark this fraudulent occasion? By throwing a district-sanctioned party while giving every student (or "sentient" product, more accurately) a chance to make some uplifting but forgettable speech, as if what they personally thought of past, current, and future situations ever actually mattered.
I don't know, I could go on all day. It's a broken system, and save for the now (for some, deafeningly) absent social filler, homeschooling isn't a safe haven either as it has to adhere to the same psychotic cookie-cutter standard if you want any semblance of recognition by the rest of society.
I hope the pandemic brings the current system crashing down, as its final blow to a long line of preceding blows. People have a right to be more informed about the world, and to be not a product of the state's assembly line, but instead as an end result of themselves and their parents (who are too busy working anyway, lest everyone starve because they couldn't afford to acquire food).
But still... I digress.
Look at it this way, you've just spent the last 12+ years of your life preoccupied with mental task after task that were simply doled out to you by some district administrators to be assimilated in a certain way, by a certain point in time. Skipping over the many flaws inherent to that model, you then spend the final 4 frantically cramming and then promptly forgetting (to most people) useless cortisol-generating garbage like how a cell is built, how to analyze quadratic equations, and what current velocity a train has at 6:00 on a Wednesday if the wind is blowing west while Fred eats five apples upside down.
So now you're fresh off the human assembly line, ready to either step onto another assembly line for an extra 4+ years, or start being a good little worker bee for some corporation for the short and long term future. And how does society mark this fraudulent occasion? By throwing a district-sanctioned party while giving every student (or "sentient" product, more accurately) a chance to make some uplifting but forgettable speech, as if what they personally thought of past, current, and future situations ever actually mattered.
I don't know, I could go on all day. It's a broken system, and save for the now (for some, deafeningly) absent social filler, homeschooling isn't a safe haven either as it has to adhere to the same psychotic cookie-cutter standard if you want any semblance of recognition by the rest of society.
I hope the pandemic brings the current system crashing down, as its final blow to a long line of preceding blows. People have a right to be more informed about the world, and to be not a product of the state's assembly line, but instead as an end result of themselves and their parents (who are too busy working anyway, lest everyone starve because they couldn't afford to acquire food).
But still... I digress.
For both of us and everyone else, let this landscape symbolize the end of a weary chapter for the dawn of a better one.
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