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Take the Monster into your very home
A lesson in tolerance
She's a cute kid.
She is, of course, messing with the folks who are not the children of Lake Woebegone.
For anyone who works with people, in any way that addresses their core beliefs and values, this story is hardly surprising. Indeed, it has been the whipping boy of conservative faith in the perversity of the human soul for many years, of those blind to the great beam jutting from their own blind self-righteous eyes.
On the one hand, I am glad that she, her classmates, her teachers, the parents, can see firsthand the undeniable truth unearthed by this piece, ignoring of course the editorializing of the so-called reporter, who feels it necessary to insert the common canard about college education, that common aspiration of Americans that is at once hoisted on a pedestal of tax breaks and pundit-served, brow-furrowed concern, while at the same time spat upon by the sneers of the sour-grapestained JoeThePlumberSixPack AllTooWilling Herd, bittering away in mumbled prayer, made loose with gun oil and vitriol and rancid "talk radio."
On the other hand, I feel a parent's concern for her, yearning to give her the grandparental warning to seek not lest you should find, edging back from those small, wriggling bits that spasm in primordial fear when you lift the rock of the everyday above the obvious, hesitating before such a warning, hoping for some small, dim recognition but petering out over the slim margin of the likely versus the tidal pull of our worst instincts.
So, kudos for your bravery and forebearance, girl, and thanks to the reporter (but shame for your gratuitous editorializing).
Somewhere, it must be said, in the very pits of hell Timothy McVeigh is licking his lips.
I may be agnostic, but God save these United States.
Jesus fucking wept.
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