Musings of a Teacher

damn look at the notes on this bad boi 

ITS TRUE

Teachers have tried this and are amazed when their classes don’t go feral like in the book.  It’s almost as if the book was supposed to be satire and not a treaty on the nature of humanity.

the beginning of three musketeers is so fucking funny like this book is a comedy i swear to god

like imagine you’re d’artagnan. you want to go be a musketeer so you get a recommendation letter from your dad and you hop on the doofiest looking horse in all of france to head off to paris. a weird start, but you’re all good. on the way, a rich guy makes fun of your ugly horse so you fight him. you get your ass handed to you and now you’ve been robbed. well what’s life without adventure, you think, so you sell your uglyass horse to someone who thinks a horse that ugly is pretty novel. that’s good because you used to be flat broke since again, you were robbed. now you’re walking to paris. you get there, you go to musketeer headquarters. everyone there is arguing and carrying on. three guys, one of whom insists he’s going to be a priest, are talking shit about each other. wack, you think. you meet with the head musketeer and he’s very understanding about you losing your letter. y’all chat, but you see the rich guy that insulted your horse out the window, so you run out to confront him because you’re still sore about that. on the way out, you piss off one of the musketeers that was talking shit earlier. now you have a duel set for noon. you’ve been in the city about forty five minutes at this point. on your way to confront the rich guy again you piss another musketeer off and now you have a duel for 12:30. you didn’t even catch the rich guy. this will not do, you think, and you resolve to be less annoying in the future. immediately, you piss off another musketeer by accidentally implying that he’s a slut when you were trying to be polite. now you have a duel for 12:00, 12:30, and 1:00. you show up because you’re not a little bitch, you’re just kinda stupid. it turns out all these guys are best buds and they’re each other’s seconds for the duels. y’all talk for a minute about how it’s a shame one of them is going to kill you because you’re really not so bad when you’re not being insufferable. you’re about to get on with the first duel when some cardinal’s guards, which is essentially just a rival gang, show up. you all talk smack for a bit, then you fight. the musketeers and you win the fight. you guys bonded over fighting and decide, verbally, to be best pals from then on. you all link arms and skip down the street. you’ve been in paris for maybe an hour and a half. you’re about 16 years old.

every english class ive ever had has reaffirmed my belief that english is one of the most necessary classes we have actually

actually most classes, and in general seeing people interact with media make me believe english classes are probably the most important ones i took

there really isnt a single walk of life where learning to analyze the written and spoken word (of any language) isnt important. this is how you learn to understand harmful implications in fictional media. news media. how you learn to dissect propaganda. how certain word choices (intentional or unintentional) can cause irreparable damage. how you learn to see through advertisements. how you learn the weight of people’s words. how you learn to exercise empathy if that is not something that comes naturally to you. i know im a bit insane academically but this is definitely one of the hills i willingly choose to die on

macbeth is shakespeare’s funniest tragedy and mr. macbeth is the funniest character in macbeth. he listens to these creepy old women tell him he’s gonna be king and IMMEDIATELY decides the only thing he can POSSIBLY do is kill a guy and then he waffles about it for a full act and finally comes to the conclusion that it’s morally wrong and then HE DOES IT ANYWAY and his entire fucking life falls apart with an inevitability that is genuinely hilarious

the other exceedingly funny thing is that he doesn’t even cover his ass that well like??? sure the morning right after the murder he gets away with it but even then he almost straight fucks it by killing the guys he framed. and then within a few months everyone in scotland independently comes to the conclusion that he did it ANYWAY because like. WHO else would it have been

was anyone gonna tell me Macbeth was a comedy or was i supposed to read that here myself?

@watertightvines?

This is not Loss.jpg artistically, but it is mood wise.

This is the best thing you could ever say to me thank you

I’m going to DIE at this English class analysis of my comic thank you so much I love you

it’s a goddamned matryoshka doll of memefuckery in here some days

i knew this conceptually, but like you dont really KNOW that public school is designed to set you up to be a good worker bee until you're cracking out a report, after hours, at 7 pm on a monday night and it hits you; oh, i'm doing homework, this is why they made me do homework, and suddenly i'm feeling it in my chest. i cant believe i was raised by the state to be an automaton, and worse, i am one of the lucky robots who isn't doing manual labor.

ya know what fucking reblog this, we SHOULD be mad