The Bane of the Educational Community
"Society expects" me to learn all these numbers,
the clicks,
dots,
and-- jams.
They say it is all-important because
the fate of our civilization depends on me. Me?
All the world is waiting for me to memorize
so they can continue? How advanced are we, again?
This piece of “sophisticated” gadgetry,
which is more like a confused goliath of
ugly grey plastic, will not cooperate.
I need fifteen printed copies for my class.
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