Category: Criticizing Things I Know Nothing About

“Fractions” — it’s just division for extremely lazy people.
What’s 3 divided by 4? I’m too damn lazy to figure it out. In fact, I’m wiped out just forming this sentence. How about we call it 3/4 and you let me go back to sleep?
Fractions for geopolitics would look like this: “Say, what’s the solution to the problem in Iraq?” “Oh, that’s easy. It’s problem-in-Iraq-solution.”
Fractions for getting a large boat into a bottle? “In-bottle-big-boat it!”
Fractions for keeping a dog from eating your ham? “Dog-not-eat-ham him.”
Please. Don’t waste my time. With fractions.

In which young students are prohibited from engaging in activities that move their lower bodies. That what? Yes, that move their lower bodies. Like soccer.
In which bass-heavy music is banned.
In which children are scolded for singing “Brick House” in school. And I’m not making that up.
I ask you, if the children don’t sing “Brick House,” who will sing “Brick House” in the 22nd Century? In the 24th Century? Do they really think Lionel Ritchie will live for ever? Ridiculous.
The Waldorf Schools: The world’s largest independent and nondenominational school system, founded by Rudolf Steiner back in 1919? Or an unnecessarily complex plot to deny future generations the pleasures of “Brick House”?
I say both.