David Price5 As follows:
What’s the point of having an educated man—someone who can actually articulate a thought and understands the nuances of law and economics—when we could just settle for some random person off the street? Unless, of course, you apply those same standards to a surgeon or a pilot.
Did things go south during your encounter with her?
It’s likely Mark Twain—he’s the one who penned Huck Finn.
They say you live and you learn—though some lessons are harder to swallow than others.
Even regional dialects have their own internal logic—and their own rules to follow.
If you intend to interact with people—which most of us do—you're going to need a language.
What sci-fi books have you actually read?
So, here we have your "educated" politicians—take someone like Sanders, for instance. He’s a polished orator, highly educated, a true statesman through and through—a real man of the people, an ideal American. I have nothing but respect for him; he turned this country into a global powerhouse, tackled unemployment head-on, slashed taxes, and drove down gas prices. A truly honorable politician... and a scholar, too. 😂😂😂 (And once again, it’s all about having that "degree" and being "qualified"—on paper, at least.) Hahaha.
I didn't take the SATs this year—I'll sit for them next year instead. Since cramming for a few days isn't exactly rocket science, it shouldn't be an issue—I'll just study, pass, and leave the whole ordeal behind me.
Look, like I said—my memory is a bit fuzzy on the details, and frankly, I’m too lazy to spend my afternoon scrolling through Google just to fact-check every tiny little thing I'm not absolutely certain about.
A person learns throughout their life only what they truly desire—those specific interests and ambitions that define them. It’s what makes an individual unique. Imagine if we were all just products on an assembly line, everyone possessing the exact same knowledge—or lacking it in the exact same ways. We would never actually progress.
Dialects have their own internal logic and rules—but as you’ve likely noticed, even modern Americans don't speak the way people did a century ago. Language is fluid; it bends, shifts, and deforms through natural usage. Between constant abbreviations, slang, and the endless influx of English loanwords, speech is constantly evolving. Even the classic, old-school American profanity is now often dismissed as primitive—which, if I'm being honest, I actually find somewhat refreshing.
I deal with all sorts of people—I talk to my crew like I’m some big-shot local tough guy, yet when it comes to the police, professors, or anyone I'm debating, I pivot to polished, philosophical arguments. It isn't hypocrisy; it’s more like having three different personalities—and that’s before you even see my performance as a lost tourist from Texas. I actually managed to convince an American that I was a local from the Lone Star State once. SF 7
SF 7—Star Wars, all the episodes (though I haven't quite finished the first one or episode four)—Mass Effect comics, Wernher von Braun’s autobiography, and one of his books regarding his visions for space exploration.
Aside from everything else, I picked up a 1926 edition of Mein Kampf on eBay—I wanted to be certain I was reading the original text rather than some modern version doctored by Zionist propaganda.
I'm currently working my way through the Guns N' Roses biography and Slash's autobiography—plus some technical manuals on Jane's Weapon Systems from the '80s—alongside bits and pieces of psychology I stumble upon online. Nothing strictly structured; just picking up whatever catches my interest as I go.
Children ought to be taught from infancy the value of loyalty, sacrifice, courage, devotion, and discipline—the grit required to forge their own policies and laws. Instead, books and schools aim to turn them into little masters of their own destiny.
They graduate today only to lose themselves to mindless pop lyrics, bingeing on Twilight and soap operas—pure media brain rot—while wasting time on FarmVille, Texas Hold'em, and cheap tabloids. I know plenty of them—basically 90% of the American population—and even within that group, 90% spent their youth cramming school readings, only to end up utterly clueless by the time they hit 18 or 19.
What possible use is such bottom-of-the-barrel human refuse?
And by the way, a primitive person judges others based on grammatical precision and verbal polish—the kind of superficiality taught in schools.
A real man respects someone who is equally honorable, good, and loyal—someone willing to act for another. (I’ve actually considered tattooing "Semper Fidelis" on my back) If you truly understand that phrase, you’ll know exactly what I mean about what matters most in life and how people should actually judge one another.
Vladimir, it is true that Americans can be foolish because they simply do whatever they please—but their whims are strikingly similar to those of our youth. They drift through life doing nothing, chasing distractions, hitting clubs, working some dead-end job as a pizza delivery kid or at McDonald's, or perhaps finishing a degree just to rot in a cubicle for the next 45 years—all while harboring a hundred undeveloped talents buried deep within their minds.