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Underground history of american education

 
 
jbsay
11:04 / 27.04.04
anyone else read it yet?

Link Here
 
 
Tom Morris
12:31 / 27.04.04
I haven't read all of Underground History (hey, I'm lazy and unemployed and am waiting to find it in a library), but I read another Gatto book - "Dumbing Us Down" - which has a broadly similar message. I think that what Gatto has to say is interesting, if a little unsurprising. It is also a great time to indoctrinate / socially engineer people, simply because you have grabbed the kids at the time when parents are most fallible. Every parent wants their child to 'do well', and from that comes a logical extension that their child must go to school even though school based learning has never been shown to be very effective. In my personal experience, it's been highly ineffective. Since leaving school, I've been trying to get the education I never had - trying to get my head around philosophy and science - because I feel that due to our appalling school system, my early years were destroyed.
 
 
Jacrafter
10:45 / 03.05.04
I realized I had been socially engineered the first time I saw the fnords. It was then that I renounced the role of soldier in the legion of psychotic and obedient consumers. When the news of my decision got out, I was chased by a pack of corporate pod people who tried to administer corrective shocks with their enormous strap on cattle prod dildos. A kindly Buddha gave me a flying tea tray and I made it to safety.

Years passed, and I learned some valuable lessons. A fox taught me how to leave a false trail and a coyote taught me how to eat when there was nothing. I learned how to fight from snakes and cranes, and a grumpy bear taught me how to rest through times of stress. I picked up a trade from ancient beaver who was looking for an apprentice. A parliament of fussy owls taught me history and pack of excitable wolves taught me how to party. A generous spider taught me how to weave. I learned enough from my teachers to start teaching myself. I'll never have to face that Skinner Box again.
 
  
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