Showing posts with label texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label texas. Show all posts

Monday, May 17, 2010

Victoreen Versus the Texas State Board of Education

All quotes from the Texas Freedom Network blog.

Once upon a time there was company called Victoreen, on the edge of a great lake, but also on a hill. This company made instruments designed to measure the kinds radiation we don't know. Things made to tell you when something wasn't safe, when you should put it away. They were a fairly successful company, and they shipped their product across the nation. The employees were proud of their work, knowing without the proper scientific way to test for danger, a culture was exposed and vulnerable.

And once upon a time there was manufacturer of televisions in Texas. They bought instrumentation from Victoreen, to test the amount of mental poison predicted to come from their product. Unfortunately a batch of sets was scheduled to be tested by a certain inspector who just that morning had discovered he was going to arrested for tax evasion. His wife, upon hearing the news, packed up their 2.5 children and went to stay with her mother in Oklahoma city. Thus 50 state of the art television sets were sent to stores without the proper safety spells in place, and one was bought by a housewife in College Station, who let her son watch it non-stop on weekends as long as it was the religious channel.

And this little boy, a serious thoughtful boy, watched men in cheap suits preach to the world a ministry of righteousness despite moral sacrifice. A vision of a nation where God's way was the only way, and God's way was their way.

He later became a dentist. And later still, a pillar of the community, was elected to the Texas State Board of Education. He knew this was his moment, his time to make a difference for what he believed was the only way to save his country. This was his chance to strike a blow for every man who knew that their country was under imminent attack from a syndicate of wealthy intellectuals, who had mutated the public education system in order to undermine the national spirit and thereby our manifest destiny.

Back on the edge of the great lake, a rusty meter in the now abandoned meter factory, went wild. But no one was there to notice. No one was there to alert the managers. The managers were all retired or dead. Bells and whistles could go off continuously, only heard by panicked doves that flew in through the broken windows.

"The board removed the concepts of “justice” and “responsibility for the common good” from a list of characteristics of good citizenship for Grades 1-3. (The proposal to remove “equality” failed.)"

"The board stripped Dolores Huerta, cofounder of United Farm Workers of America, from a Grade 3 list of “historical and contemporary figures who have exemplified good citizenship.” Conservative board members said Huerta is not a good role model for third-graders because she’s a socialist."

"far-right board members succeeded in adding a requirement that students learn about “communist infiltration in U.S. government” during the Cold War. (Board member Don McLeroy has even claimed outright that Joseph McCarthy has been “vindicated,” a contention not supported by mainstream scholarship.) "

"Religious conservatives stripped from the high school sociology course a standard having students “differentiate between sex and gender as social constructs and determine how gender and socialization interact.” Board member Barbara Cargill argued that the standard would lead students to learn about “transexuals, transvestites and who knows what else.” She told board members she had conducted a “Google search” to support her argument. Board member Ken Mercer complained that the amendment was about “sex.”'

"The board removed Oscar Romero, a prominent Roman Catholic archbishop who was assassinated in 1980 (as he was celebrating Mass) by rightists in El Salvador, from a world history standard about leaders who led resistance to political oppression. Romero, they argued, wasn’t of the same stature as others listed in the standards: Nelson Mandela and Mohandas Gandhi. One board member argued that “he didn’t have his own movie like the others.”'

And on and on, chip by chip, the curriculum was changed. The education of young children became once again a plaything of competing religions, and their minion corporations. Textbook companies, faced with losing their largest market, changed the books they sold to every state. Colleges, forced to keep their budgets and recruitment numbers, had to accept the state of their incoming freshman education and change their admissions process to accommodate.

And Oscar Romero, the Triangle Shirtwaist Fire, Cesar Chavez, the Enlightenment, Little Steel, the Korean War, the Progressive Party, Carl Sagan, Wounded Knee, Lucretia Mott ,and Love Canal all leaked out between the pages. The ink puddled around our feet, as we stood in our factories, making instruments designed to measure only the kinds of radiation we want to admit exists.



more photos can be seen here.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I mistakenly got to work an HOUR early today...stupid clocks


"Secede from the rest of the beer world - Lonestar, the Official Beer of Texas"

Of course, the Republicans back at the office today are the epitome of good sportsmanship and humble grace.

Just kidding. They've been pronouncing loudly about how Obama is a socialist, how when you work hard to be rich you shouldn't have to pay for the poor, and how this country was not founded on the principle of giving everyone a free education.*

I just want to walk up to them and say "I don't care about what you have to say about this. Because you lost."

But luckily I have the girls next to me, who are all very excited. And tonight I finally get to go to a post-election party. So hopefully I can get past all these bad feelings from the last week, and get my hope back goddamnit. I just need a little shot of happy liberaldom** to get me through today. Also a t-shirt that says "I come from a Blue State."

Mid-Day Addendum: I have so far had 2 claims of vandalism (keying and tire slashing) from people who got targeted because they had Obama stickers on their cars, on college campuses.

Also, I just took off for the Inauguration Day 2009, I'm totally going to Washington, who's with me?



* Kids who can't afford it don't deserve an education because their parents are obviously failures.
** As if such a thing existed. It's possible I may be equating liberaldom with Crown Royal.

Friday, November 7, 2008





So I'm back home now. And it turns out you can't throw a drink in anyone's face anymore without everyone in Lakewood knowing about it.




So I smoke a lot of cigarettes and watch bad tv while my cat claws me to pieces cause I left her alone too long. Why do I keep doing it? Why do I keep fucking Sean when I know I'm going to be hurt burned eviscerated by him, and why do it when I hate him so much? And why does he do it when he hates me so much, and tries like hell to stay away? It's been our whole relationship, which goes beyond familial or romantic or friendship, into the realm of Russian tragedy. Tearing ourselves to pieces and then trying to mend it, but failing. Always trying, again and again. Our families hate us. Our friends hate us. We hate us. Oh god, it never really stops. He comes around to me, or I go to him. It's a magnetic steady detoriation of the ties that bind.



When you can't actively love someone, it's better to actively hate them, than to have them gone from your life forever, blank over done. And if we stop giving each other reasons to hate the other one, then eventually we'll have to stop the interaction altogether, and just start living life without them. It's an apocalyptic thought. One of us will do it for real one of these times, will just separate and go away and not come back. But it probably isn't going to be me. It's probably going to be him and it's maybe already done. I did cover him with pineapple juice, in front of people. Wish I could tell you it was me that was the sensible one, but it was never going to be, and anyway you all knew that before we even got started, seven years ago when the shit hit the fan. You all knew I was screwed, and he was screwed. It was inevitable we would both be destroyed by the purely natural preordained completely unavoidable sometimes quite enjoyable combustion. I tried, remember? I cut the bloody cord months ago. Its just I keep trying to tie it back together now, cause I feel like I'm bleeding to death. And I'm tired of saying "one" "other" "us" "hate" "love" "fuck" "always" "probably". I sound like the margin doodles on a high school copy of Jane Eyre.



I feel so old, because I am old. I feel like I can't possibly build something with another person again, it's too much energy and process and frankly I just give up thinking I need to move on from this. Even the focus required to distract myself is too much. I'm just gonna stop trying to be strong or smart or crazy or justified or vengeful or independent. I'm just gonna be nothing for a while. And watch Numbers. Which is seriously the worst show on television.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

More of Austin...Always more of Austin





Once of the nice parts of working where I do is that every campus we have, across the country, is an art museum. Even the layouts and carpeting, and lighting in the cubicle jungles conspire to keep you feeling like its Saturday, you've had croissants for breakfast, and later you'll be having sex. I don't know, that's how art museums make me feel anyway.









That's the Austin campus cubicle map, or a shipbuilders blueprint from 1892, depending on how closely you examine it. My favorite room is the one in the left bottom corner.

I pretty much spent my time here hanging out in other people's cubicles, listening to calls. Being in someone else's cubicle all day really makes you examine them as a person. This girl, for instance, also had several Harry Potter posters, including a skin she made for her phone. And a framed Disney Fairy Princess puzzle.



I also spent my day watching the dinosaur behind the parking lot.





My co-workers threatened to make me drive that blue truck home cross country to Cleveland, and I got all excited and hyper about the idea, and said YES Please, obviously planning my assumed disappearance into Midwest folklore. Then they laughed, and said, see I told you she'd like that. It was a dirty trick to put those thoughts in my brain. Now I can't get rid of them.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Even though the election is over...I'm still in Texas...having a heart attack






So the theme of Texas is meat. We went to a wing place tonight that on the menu said "for vegetarians, we offer the option of animals who once ate vegetables." Then for lunch, one of the guys with me here had the absolutely brilliant idea to check out which places in Austin had been on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. So we ended up today at Rudy's, which is...



Those ghostly white spots are me hiding behind my co-workers, trying to not look like too much of a tourist. The guys who take your order at this place are awesome. First they announce to everyone you're a rookie, which reminds me of that Virgin Auction they used to do at the beginning of Rocky Horror. Then they give you samples of everything to taste, before you order.



Then they pack it up on paper (no plates here) and away we go. Those things in the styrofoam? Creamed corn made with condensed milk. Oh my god.





This building, which shall remain nameless, has these ornaments on the top that look like large sundials. It leads me to believe that it's designed to open up like a that paper wishing game you played in middle school, and something nefarious will emerge from the top...

Also, our hotel elevators remind me of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.



I got very drunk tonight, on vodka, then some giant mug of lemonade which should have made me stop, only the college bar we went to had Cafe Patron. So I had a little of that too. We watched the Cavs game and the college students had a trivia game going on I totally owned, like lock and stock and barrel. Until we got to the movie quotes round. But ask me about Red Badge of Courage and the chemical formula for Hydrogen Peroxide? Even drunk, especially drunk, I will expose myself for the self-righteous teacher's pet I so am. Also, if you tell me you are a Heroes fan, or a Red Dwarf fan, or you mention the pigs scene in Snatch, I will be exceptionally enthusiastic.

However, now I'm back at the hotel and let's just say



This is one definition of loneliness.

Oh, and we went to the zoo...





No, that's actually just the prettiest airport in the world. How Austin and Houston are even in the same state, I'll never understand.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Alright, so lucky me, the boys want to be in bed by 9pm, and I can take the car wherever I want to watch the election.

Only I don't drive stick.
Okay so far here are my two favoritest parts of Texas...



The giant bronze statue of George Bush Sr. at Houston-Bush International Airport AND



The Fox News Channel Store. Also at Houston-Bush International.

Some more pics from the most conservative airport in the world...



In case you forgot your ipod.



In case you forgot your gun.




I feel very alone out here. My co-workers are nice, but one of them is definitely a Republican, he asked for a bi-partisan bar to go to tonight. Also, I'm still really hurt by the episode last night, more so cause I spent all my money on cab fare, and now I'm broke as well as brokenhearted.
Off to work!