why haven't I written one of my long rambling channellings for awhile?

Maybe some of my dear friends

and readers

are kind of relieved

that I haven't done that

for awhile.

Maybe some of you miss it.

I, for one,

miss it.  Because those long,

intense entries I write come to me

when I'm most relaxed

and my mind is most open

to that kind of reception.

Unfortunately, that has not been the case

for a few weeks or a month

or so

because

I have to fill my mind

with words that perhaps

should have never been

written.  

I try to teach college-aged students

how to write.

That's part of my job.

And it has become more and more painful,

as more and more

colleges are seeing the products of

"No Child Left Behind."

Oh, it's amazing how many children

have been left behind.

And I do not blame the teachers, 

no sirreee.

I have a sister

who is a teacher

and who reports the pain and agony

of the No Teacher Left Standing 

paperwork.

No Time To Teach;

No Child Can Spell;

Some Children Can Read and Write

but Most

Have Learned How to Get By.

Cheating has become an art form.

Now, I could write quite a bit

about my current  theories of how this has happened,

but I really have to get back to grading papers.

However,

a friend of mine, turned me on

to this guy named Taylor Mali

and I found this routine by

Taylor Mali,

and it summarized 

the kind of stuff I encounter regularly

far too well.

Listen,

and laugh

until you weep: