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You know the score. Wake up, go to work/school. Talk about games/tv shows/movies and then went home, played a game/read a book and went to bed.
That used to be me as well, until I started taking an interest in the world around me. Getting involved in protest, civil disobedience, writing to MPs, trying to do something to change what I percieve to be an unjust, corrupt, inherently stupid society.
I've had endless arguments on here with people about war/politics/life and then it hit me.
I realised that there was no point discussing how to change life with people over the internet. Especially arguing moralistic issues with people that do nothing except write messages and preen like self-satisfied peacocks.
And I was just as bad.
I've raged against stupidity/television/illiteracy amongst young users with txt speak/general monginess of most people/lack of interest in the world.
And I went home to read/play video games and that was about it.
Come to work, post crap here about why the world sucks, smoke and tell rubbish jokes.
And then it hit me.
Despite my words here, despite arguing with Bell etc about how to change this planet, despite writing to try and affect change around me, trying to bring immoral and unjust situations to people's attentions, I still come to work, drink my coffee, smoke and stare out of the window.
And then it hit me.
I wasn't actually doing anything to change my world.
So I did. I carefully considered everything around me. My values, what I percieved as an idiot morass of people not interested in anything except their own homes. People stupid enough to read The Daily Mail and actually believe the hateful scaremongering they read inside. People stupid enough to think immigration is actually an issue instead of a smokescreen designed to keep you frightened and locked inside watching Eastenders.
I reached a point in my life, a convergence of emotions that forced me to re-evaluate my life. How I see things, what I believe in, how I feel about the things around me.
And it didn't sit well with me.
Despite my passion, despite my morals, despite my beliefs, I come to a nice boring job, create marketing presentations and sell stuff.
I sell things people don't need to make more money for people to spend on themselves.
That is not the way I wish to live my life, I cannot allow myself to wallow in self-important comfortableness, surrounded with nice shiny things and pontificate about the world around me.
It didn't feel right, I couldn't balance being aware of things wrong around me, yet continue to pursue my nice comfortable life and, ultimately, do nothing to affect change.
So what did I do yesterday?
I quit my job.
Handed my notice in and made choices that will make me feel like a better person.
I quit my boring, stupid marketing job and I'm going to teacher-training college to teach English.
I can't just sit by and watch this world deteriorate into a mindless scrum of tv-obsessed me-monkeys that think Shakespeare is "crap innit", think txt speak is acceptable, have no idea who Keats is, are unaware of the power of words and language.
I want to try, even if just one kid, to get them to realise they have entire worlds of imagination and passion inside them if they want to access it.
I want to get across to people that life is more than television/mortgages/soap operas/pop idol/heat magazine/tony blair.
I may fall on my ass, I may get tired of trying to do something positive but goddamnit, at least I'm going to try to do something.
I don't want a job where I sell useless products to people, I dont want a job that doesn't challenge me in any aspect whatsoever.
I don't want to argue morals with people that are unwilling to put their thoughts into action.
I've quit my nice job after 3 and a half years and, instead, I'm going to be a teacher.
Today is one of the most frightning/exciting days I can remember.
4 weeks left of meaningless work, then 2 years+ of learning/exams before I can tell myself that, finally, I'm doing more than trying to convince other people that there is more out there.
May be the best thing I've ever done, may be the biggest mistake I've ever made.
I'll let you know when I come out the other side. But one thing I do know?
I've had enough of sitting on my ass preaching about trying to change the world instead of actually getting out there and doing it.
There it is.
That used to be me as well, until I started taking an interest in the world around me. Getting involved in protest, civil disobedience, writing to MPs, trying to do something to change what I percieve to be an unjust, corrupt, inherently stupid society.
I've had endless arguments on here with people about war/politics/life and then it hit me.
I realised that there was no point discussing how to change life with people over the internet. Especially arguing moralistic issues with people that do nothing except write messages and preen like self-satisfied peacocks.
And I was just as bad.
I've raged against stupidity/television/illiteracy amongst young users with txt speak/general monginess of most people/lack of interest in the world.
And I went home to read/play video games and that was about it.
Come to work, post crap here about why the world sucks, smoke and tell rubbish jokes.
And then it hit me.
Despite my words here, despite arguing with Bell etc about how to change this planet, despite writing to try and affect change around me, trying to bring immoral and unjust situations to people's attentions, I still come to work, drink my coffee, smoke and stare out of the window.
And then it hit me.
I wasn't actually doing anything to change my world.
So I did. I carefully considered everything around me. My values, what I percieved as an idiot morass of people not interested in anything except their own homes. People stupid enough to read The Daily Mail and actually believe the hateful scaremongering they read inside. People stupid enough to think immigration is actually an issue instead of a smokescreen designed to keep you frightened and locked inside watching Eastenders.
I reached a point in my life, a convergence of emotions that forced me to re-evaluate my life. How I see things, what I believe in, how I feel about the things around me.
And it didn't sit well with me.
Despite my passion, despite my morals, despite my beliefs, I come to a nice boring job, create marketing presentations and sell stuff.
I sell things people don't need to make more money for people to spend on themselves.
That is not the way I wish to live my life, I cannot allow myself to wallow in self-important comfortableness, surrounded with nice shiny things and pontificate about the world around me.
It didn't feel right, I couldn't balance being aware of things wrong around me, yet continue to pursue my nice comfortable life and, ultimately, do nothing to affect change.
So what did I do yesterday?
I quit my job.
Handed my notice in and made choices that will make me feel like a better person.
I quit my boring, stupid marketing job and I'm going to teacher-training college to teach English.
I can't just sit by and watch this world deteriorate into a mindless scrum of tv-obsessed me-monkeys that think Shakespeare is "crap innit", think txt speak is acceptable, have no idea who Keats is, are unaware of the power of words and language.
I want to try, even if just one kid, to get them to realise they have entire worlds of imagination and passion inside them if they want to access it.
I want to get across to people that life is more than television/mortgages/soap operas/pop idol/heat magazine/tony blair.
I may fall on my ass, I may get tired of trying to do something positive but goddamnit, at least I'm going to try to do something.
I don't want a job where I sell useless products to people, I dont want a job that doesn't challenge me in any aspect whatsoever.
I don't want to argue morals with people that are unwilling to put their thoughts into action.
I've quit my nice job after 3 and a half years and, instead, I'm going to be a teacher.
Today is one of the most frightning/exciting days I can remember.
4 weeks left of meaningless work, then 2 years+ of learning/exams before I can tell myself that, finally, I'm doing more than trying to convince other people that there is more out there.
May be the best thing I've ever done, may be the biggest mistake I've ever made.
I'll let you know when I come out the other side. But one thing I do know?
I've had enough of sitting on my ass preaching about trying to change the world instead of actually getting out there and doing it.
There it is.
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The sagacious one wrote:
>
> That said, if you can indeed convince one little shiithead that
> reading is better than glue sniffing, you’ll probably win an award.
>
Funniest post today.
>
> That said, if you can indeed convince one little shiithead that
> reading is better than glue sniffing, you’ll probably win an award.
>
Funniest post today.
As someone who has actually taught kids (for 8 weeks) and thus better than all of you, your friends, relatives and pets, I say good ol Goatboy! I am a man with zero conviction and limited morality, so when I tried my hand at teacher training (secondary science) it was due to me going “well I can’t think of anything else to do”.
I have to warn you that it is really, really hard work (and you don’t get much financial support). When you are on a teaching placement not only do you take on the equivalent of teacher’s timetable, you have to spend every evening preparing lesson plans and marking. Now teachers are happy to see someone with aspirations to teach, come to the school but their pupil’s performance (and thus their performance) is entirely dependant upon the quality of the trainee teacher’s lessons for the duration of their teaching block. As a trainee you’ll take over some lessons from various teachers. They all want their level 4, year 9’s to remain level 4 when they “get them back”. Thus any dross lesson will be savaged.
English teachers have the hardest marking to do; they have to mark work for spelling, grammar, punctuation and content. In other subjects it is only the content that concerns the teacher, if a kid’s spelling is crap, it’s the English teacher’s fault. Kids are little bustards. They really are. There is nothing more chilling than standing in front of 30 kids; the can pierce your mortal flesh with withering looks and instinctively know if you are someone they can mess about.
That said, if you can indeed convince one little shiithead that reading is better than glue sniffing, you’ll probably win an award.
Stands on desk at work
“Oh captain my captain!”
Good luck matey, you’re going to need it…and I reckon you'll may enjoy the challenge.
I have to warn you that it is really, really hard work (and you don’t get much financial support). When you are on a teaching placement not only do you take on the equivalent of teacher’s timetable, you have to spend every evening preparing lesson plans and marking. Now teachers are happy to see someone with aspirations to teach, come to the school but their pupil’s performance (and thus their performance) is entirely dependant upon the quality of the trainee teacher’s lessons for the duration of their teaching block. As a trainee you’ll take over some lessons from various teachers. They all want their level 4, year 9’s to remain level 4 when they “get them back”. Thus any dross lesson will be savaged.
English teachers have the hardest marking to do; they have to mark work for spelling, grammar, punctuation and content. In other subjects it is only the content that concerns the teacher, if a kid’s spelling is crap, it’s the English teacher’s fault. Kids are little bustards. They really are. There is nothing more chilling than standing in front of 30 kids; the can pierce your mortal flesh with withering looks and instinctively know if you are someone they can mess about.
That said, if you can indeed convince one little shiithead that reading is better than glue sniffing, you’ll probably win an award.
Stands on desk at work
“Oh captain my captain!”
Good luck matey, you’re going to need it…and I reckon you'll may enjoy the challenge.
Insane Bartender wrote:
> Your advice is so completely irrelevant, and otherwise pointless. If
> there is anyone here, Light, that thinks too highly of themselves,
> it's certainly not little old me.
Mwah ha ha ha haaa! That must be why you're going to such efforts to refute what has been said; always the sign of someone who considers what is being said as irrelevant, eh IB...
Heh. It's almost like you've been learning from Bell;
> Point: You do this
> Bells Counterpoint: You do the same.
Aw, poor IB; the world doesn't take him as seriously as he thinks he's due. There are few things funnier than a bullying egotist whining about being treated unfairly. Feel free to respond with something explaining just why you don't care what I say by the way. Along with hearing of GB having the balls to make a life changing decision, it'll be something else to brighten up my day.
> Your advice is so completely irrelevant, and otherwise pointless. If
> there is anyone here, Light, that thinks too highly of themselves,
> it's certainly not little old me.
Mwah ha ha ha haaa! That must be why you're going to such efforts to refute what has been said; always the sign of someone who considers what is being said as irrelevant, eh IB...
Heh. It's almost like you've been learning from Bell;
> Point: You do this
> Bells Counterpoint: You do the same.
Aw, poor IB; the world doesn't take him as seriously as he thinks he's due. There are few things funnier than a bullying egotist whining about being treated unfairly. Feel free to respond with something explaining just why you don't care what I say by the way. Along with hearing of GB having the balls to make a life changing decision, it'll be something else to brighten up my day.
Insane Bartender wrote:
> Your advice is so completely irrelevant, and otherwise pointless. If
> there is anyone here, Light, that thinks too highly of themselves,
> it's certainly not little old me.
I disagree.
> Your advice is so completely irrelevant, and otherwise pointless. If
> there is anyone here, Light, that thinks too highly of themselves,
> it's certainly not little old me.
I disagree.
monkey_man wrote:
> Wow, I can actually feel the internet buckling under the weight of
> pent-up anger in this post. I think it's going to implode!
Ha ha!
*Pokes everyone with a pin*
> Wow, I can actually feel the internet buckling under the weight of
> pent-up anger in this post. I think it's going to implode!
Ha ha!
*Pokes everyone with a pin*
Your advice is so completely irrelevant, and otherwise pointless. If there is anyone here, Light, that thinks too highly of themselves, it's certainly not little old me.
Goatboy wrote:
>
> And hey, for all you "Goatboy is mean" people, me not being
> here at work means me not posting.
> Which has gotta be a good thing right?
Actually I'll miss you, your one of the main attractions of this place for me. You'll probably take that all wrong, but I'm just being honest.
>
> And hey, for all you "Goatboy is mean" people, me not being
> here at work means me not posting.
> Which has gotta be a good thing right?
Actually I'll miss you, your one of the main attractions of this place for me. You'll probably take that all wrong, but I'm just being honest.
Insane Bartender wrote:
> It's so wonderful being able to walk into any conversation and totally
> change the subject matter.
Heh. It must be nice to be so delusional.
Like I say; a sense of humour would probably make your good lady much happier than she is currently.
> It's so wonderful being able to walk into any conversation and totally
> change the subject matter.
Heh. It must be nice to be so delusional.
Like I say; a sense of humour would probably make your good lady much happier than she is currently.
Insane Bartender wrote:
> It's so wonderful being able to walk into any conversation and totally
> change the subject matter.
Me or the Goat?
> It's so wonderful being able to walk into any conversation and totally
> change the subject matter.
Me or the Goat?
*steps in to say his piece*
Well. That's an admirable decision to take Goatboy. I think that being a teacher can influence people if you make the right impact. Obviously don't romanticise in it any way a la Dead Poet's Society or you'll get a swift sharp wake up call.
These days you'll find maybe 5-10% of kids might be inspired to change the way they look at things. The rest will run with the herd.
Good decision though. It takes guts to give up a cushty job for a lesser paid job.
Good luck for it.
Well. That's an admirable decision to take Goatboy. I think that being a teacher can influence people if you make the right impact. Obviously don't romanticise in it any way a la Dead Poet's Society or you'll get a swift sharp wake up call.
These days you'll find maybe 5-10% of kids might be inspired to change the way they look at things. The rest will run with the herd.
Good decision though. It takes guts to give up a cushty job for a lesser paid job.
Good luck for it.
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