Here's the deal

I fully support the right to speak and write freely and without snickering, but seriously - all of you christian, right-wing, conservative hypocrites need to read the following sentence written by a former student arguing against gay marriage and then go castrate yourselves. (since I know how many of you read this blog o'crap regularly) The rest of the world, the sane ones, read and laugh - the whole fuking paper was like this. Two pages long, all one paragraph, with the title a simple "Gay Marriage," oh what a hoot to read.

"Alot of people in this world would disagree with my opinion and argue my point but everyone is intitled to the own opinion and belifes in that they think some belife to follow the Bible and it's belifes on human life and others would like to see change in the world and have more oppitions to there horizens and see change in a new life."

I love the comma use, oh wait - but I did enjoy the logical thought process, oh, um, well there is the great spelling - oh forget it.

The crazy thing is that this student really liked my class even though I would always try to have her think about her argument and how wrong it was. Totally clueless!

Yeah America!

Comments

  1. BugNovember 21, 2007 at 4:00 PM

    What was the assignment, and why haven't you taught her how to write by now?

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  2. kris stacksNovember 22, 2007 at 3:00 AM

    I have to ask,what was her final grade on this incomprehensible epistle? A z minus I hope.

    If I were her teacher, I'd tell her this alphabet goulash not only invalidated her opinion, it invalidates her right to have an opinion.

    ......How distressing.

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  3. BugDecember 2, 2007 at 8:37 PM

    New post please, Baron. I can't look at that pathetic excuse for collocation any more. That's a new word I just found. Yeah, I'm pretty awesome. If I used it write. Oh yah.

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