I’m not endorsing the above statement.
I don’t have to. It’s a daily habit of students already.
I hate turning in garbage. If I haven’t done what I’m supposed to do, I don’t try to turn in some crap I whipped together. I’d rather take a zero.
That hasn’t worked out for me. This is my sixth year of college.
I’m in my final semester, and I’ve discovered that classmates are experts at just turning in bull.
They don’t care about learning. They care about passing.
Show up, turn in half-assed work, cram for your exams (so you can forget everything immediately after), pay tuition, and you get a diploma!
Yes, sleep through class. Yes, text through class. Yes, wear sweatpants to class. Yes, beg professors for leniency.
What do I mean?
In honor of Lupe Fiasco‘s release of Lasers tomorrow, Mar 8, this Music Monday post is dedicated to Lupe‘s most recent release from the album, “Words I Never Said.”
This track and “The Show Goes On“ have a direct message about the indecency and corruption in American culture. And I’m putting it nicely. Just listen to the track “Words I Never Said.”
Lupe’s previous albums (Food & Liquor, The Cool) used sophisticated literary devices to speak to the issues that inner city culture and Black youth face. Both albums feature songs that are extended metaphors, the entire album, The Cool, is an extended metaphor, and Lupe personifies abstractions like The Cool, The Streets, and The Game to further reveal traits of the Black struggle. In The Coolest, he says, ”Streets got my heart, game got my soul.”
I came across this handout from one summer’s Resident Assistant training at Towson University.
When they know nothing about the situations and struggles that the majorities (of the world) face, why do white, privileged men make the decisions for the rest of the world? No wonder there are so many conflicts.