“Not all parts of it are real affective [SIC!!!!!!!!] for the more troubled youth.”
You think? It’s quite evident this story was written by a troubled youth. Unless we’re speaking about the emotional expression of our youth here, I have no idea what this author is getting at.
And quite frankly, I’m so sick of the “old dead white men” nonsense. Old dead white men made this nation. Period. They fought and died for this nation in war after war. Proudly. We owe them our heritage—what is left in the wake of troubled fools such as these who wrote this nonsense.
Let the young thugs be ripped apart by one another. Rap is trash, and anyone with any sense for music knows it. Why anyone would listen to rap when there’s jazz, classical, bluegrass or country is beyond me.
And I say that as a 20-something.
That's what jumped out at me too. Megan must have missed a real English class at a real school where they teach the difference between affective and effective. Oh right, she went to one of these alternative schools.
No wonder there is such racial animosity. Imagine if the school curriculum focused on the Indian tribes that eradicated other tribes or the thousands of blacks who were slave owners and slave breeders.