The problem with school
Is that extroverts aren't allowed to chat
And introverts aren't allowed to daydream
"Sit down
Stay still
Be quiet
Do as you're told
Don't ask questions
Unless they are the right questions"
And
All this really does
Is reward people
For being obedient
Like
Some kind of preparation
For the country's robot Population
Most of the great innovators of the world
The inventors
The musicians
The poets
The artists
The writers
The explorers
The great philosophers
But also
The really funny comedians
The sick weirdoes
And
Borderline mentally ill
Who really make me laugh
Or shoot snot across the room
Do you think they got where they did
By:
Sitting quietly at desks
And mindlessly copying from boards
And following
Everything that the teacher says
And not:
Daydreaming
Thinking
Feeling
Being different
Laughing
Questioning the "facts" we're given
Like
For example:
I remember
Being about 8-years-old
And being forced to sing hymns
That I knew were made up
Just like Father Christmas was
And
What I don't get is
Kids somehow reach a certain age
Where they realise
Father Christmas doesn't actually exist
And never has done
But the thing is
He's just like a more basic version of God
Invented solely for kids
Where if you misbehave
You don't get your reward
And yet
A significant number of these people
Even though they abandon that fantasy at some point
Seem to just
Go off
Out into the world of adulthood
Not questioning any of the rest of it
Would you let someone
Who still believed in Father Christmas
Run your country?
One nation
Under Father Christmas
?
And yet
When I was a kid
I used to make things up
Like:
"I've got an invisible bat
That lives in my head
And comes out at night
To fly round my bedroom light"
They thought I was mental
But
What I'm saying is:
Is it really any worse
To invent your own nonsense
Than to believe someone else's?
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