Well, I just finished my last english paper for the semester.
Im not exactly a poet laureate, but Im pretty good in this class. Straight A's (for the first time in my life - I guess going back to school as an "adult learner" is working out well). Since it was the last paper, I decided to play with things a bit. The papers focus was "cause and effect." We could either pick one cause, with numerous effects, or numerous causes with one effect. Causes - Civil war (loss of states rights), Prohibition, Gun control, JBTs (the Hiibel case), Patriot Act, RealID. My Citations - The Constituition, Bill of Rights, the Patriot act itself, private writings of the Founding Fathers, court documents, video. Effect - The loss of freedom in America.
I was asked to read the paper aloud. I made it clear before beginning that this was a highly political paper, but I based my arguements upon factual evidence and I could provide sources for any point of contention. Any opinion that managed to leak through was unintentional but some editorialization needed to be made to illustrate the situation beyond what mere factual bulletpoints could convey.
I read the first sentence - a few people looked at me.
I read the second sentence - a few turned in their seats.
I read the third sentence - one guy on the other side of the class slammed his pencil down and looked away.
...and that was just the introduction.
As I read through three pages of verbal illustration, the room was silent. No whispers. No scuffleing of feet. Even the teacher who normally picks apart peoples sentences was silent as I read.
I finished my paper, and looked around the room. A few people sat rigid with red faces, but most looked at me with eyes and mouths wide open. The teacher started and stopped and started to speak several times before finally asking if anyone had any comments.
Silence.
The teacher sat for a few seconds and said aloud "That was... If I could... Well... If that were the only paper you turned in this entire semester, I would give you an A in this class based on its merits alone"
Then, the rigid red faced guy blurted out "If you dont love it, why dont you leave it!"
Well... needless to say, this comment sparked a bit of controversy. I was, however, elated to see that it was not an arguement between he and I. Oh no... I was hardly alone in this little discussion. It turned out, some people were actually listening.
I hardly needed to say a word. The entire class was virtually on its feet. They cited my paper. They cited the news paper. They cited their own experiences. They made a bold case for freedom by themselves, and on occasion I tossed in a few tidbits for them to gnaw on.
So it turned out, my red faced friend supported the notion of guilty until proven innocent (Actually, he said "If you havent done anything wrong, then what are you afraid of?" and "I dont care if they spy on me, they will figure out that Im not doing anything wrong that way." Which, lets face it, means "I dont care if they assume Im guilty, I will prove myself innocent") and was completly dismissive of anything thrown at him that didnt fit his immediate world view - like, he didnt care that his phones were tapped, but refused to believe that they were because "No one has knocked on my door and handed me a piece of paper that shows what I said on a phone call, and I dont believe anything on the news."
It was at this point that the teacher asked the red faced guy "Where do you get your information? How do you form your opinions?"
"Books"
"What books do you read?" came the teachers reply.
(Anyone care to wager a guess at his response? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?)
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Mien Kampf. the only book he could name was Mien Kampf.
The debate trickled to little more than giggles after this revelation, and the red faced guy stormed out of the class. Even a few people on his side grumbled a bit that he went too far.
Four people asked me if I would make them copies of this paper......
It was a good day.