Embrace Cultural Diversity

So, this morning I'm sitting here, staring at my computer, wondering what to post about today. Trust me, it's not for lack of material, but more for idiocy overload.

I've decided to talk about how American school teachers are now being tested for "cultural diversity knowledge" because some of the minorities are complaining about being forced to step outside of their own cultural boundaries during the school day to fit into a majority setting.

The ACLU, as well as other rather liberal organizations feel that it's emotionally harmful to the minority kids to have to switch their way of thinking in the classroom and that they should be taught in a way that doesn't force them out of their cultural comfort zones.

What a great big stinking load of crap!!!!

I should have pulled this kind of garbage when I was in grade school. Wouldn't that have been a sight!! "Hey, this isn't how I live at home. Teacher? You need to be yelling at me with a beer in your hand."

Folks, school sets you up for the rest of your life. It gives you the ability to understand the difference between home life and work life. If it wasn't for this type of social learning, we would all be showing up to work in our jammies, scratching and burping around our co-workers... *looking around the office* Okay... somebody needs to go back to grade school and re-learn some things!!!

It's the very same as some of the schools here in Oregon not allowing "cheering" during sports events, because it causes self esteem issues for players who are not as good as others. That's right, kids can't cheer their friends on, or comment on someone making a bad play or bad move. I don't believe I was emotionally scarred for life because someone yelled at me during a basketball game, "Hey Lynn, you suck out loud!!" All that did was make me realize that I suck at playing basketball! Guess what? I also actually FAILED gym class in grade school! My self-esteem is intact and I have moved on. My dreams of playing for the WNBA have been shattered, but I will survive. Oh, wait... that wasn't my dream. Sorry. My bad.