The No Child Left Behind Million Student March
November 14, 2015 Leave a comment
Oh, the sapling-like bliss of childhood: mommy and daddy, the “hoarders” of money, taking care of their forever young offspring. And, when Mother’s Day or Father’s Day comes around the kids will say, “Every day is kid’s day.” Therein lies a child’s basic understanding of economics: “gimme my allowance”; “finance ME.”
Without further ado, I present Keely Mullen, child provocateur, and her appropriation of the 1% as surrogate parents:
Here are just a few of the comical Dickensian socialist-memes:
“The movement, the Million Student March, is a movement for a more equitable and fair system of education as opposed to the really corporate model that we have right now,”
“the three core demands…”
“the 1% of people in society that are hoarding the wealth and are really, sort of, causing a catastrophe that students are facing…”
“one or two families are threatened with poverty…”
“85 people in the world hold more wealth than half the global population…”
“people earning over a million dollars a year should be contributing to the wellness of society…”
“we have to look at the injustice of the system we have right now.”
“a population that is doing nothing to contribute to the progression of society”
“the injustice of the system”
Neil Cavuto graciously reasoned with Keely…
So many demands and no gratitude. None. Therein lies the root of socialism: ingratitude.
Well, it’s certainly a good thing that there are still some of us adults – what’s left of the work force after seven years of Mullen-type Obamanomics – who march to work every day to pay our bills, feed our kids, send them off to school and pay taxes using the corporate model. And we are not the 1%.
It all seems so inequitable and unfair for me to support the low-information whiner-hand out-generation who spend their time protesting a work ethic and jack-booting to the beat of the income inequality drum of Democratic Socialists.
This little snowflake, Keely, epitomizes the “income inequality” cri de coeur of the Peter Pan Millennials directed at her parent’s generation: “I want my age-appropriate allowance and I want it now.”
Capitalism, the quiet revolution of the diligent, produces far-reaching positive results for those who work it.
Rest easy Keely. Here is some primal screaming protest therapy: