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To: Lorianne

What a pantload this is!!!!

The kids with the vision to build Legotown became the bad guys of course because they assumed that that they, the builders, would reap a reward for their vision, hard work and industriousness.

But no!!! We can’t have kids rise to their level of potential. Others not so gifted might suffer from self esteem problems. So let’s mess with their heads, and go through a tortuous mental process to suck all of the individuality and creativity out of the builder bees in the hive.

The whole problem is that the number of Legos was rationed to begin with, like in all Communist societies. The kids came up with their own system for valuing and apportioning building materials—pretty good for a bunch seven and eight year olds. Instead of letting the kids go through the process and re-build and let their creativity soar, oh no, the ever so bright Marxist teachers had to show them the error of their ways.

People like these teachers have never achieved anything, and can only reduce those who produce down to the level of the lowest common denominator.

Anyone who loves their child needs to take their kid out of this Marxist inspired, and run like hell away from this God awful place.


44 posted on 07/25/2007 8:06:40 PM PDT by exit82 (I have a gut feeling: Michael Chertoff is a jerk.)
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To: exit82
The kids with the vision to build Legotown became the bad guys of course because they assumed that that they, the builders, would reap a reward for their vision, hard work and industriousness.

Let's give those kids some Legos made out of Rearden Metal.

-ccm

71 posted on 07/25/2007 8:44:27 PM PDT by ccmay (Too much Law; not enough Order.)
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