The Local Community College…
…lived up to our sad expectations during our 16 year-old’s first week on campus (thankfully very part-time). While sitting in the school parking lot waiting for our son to exit his class, my husband became incensed as he pondered our tax dollars at work in subsidizing the scene before his eyes. As the herd of apparently lost and/or indiscreet, mostly young people meandered about, he grieved at how far our nation has fallen below an acceptable standard of morality, purity, self-respect and self-restraint.
Levi sized up one of his ‘professors-with-a-liberal-agenda’ with such keen insight and attributed his sharp awareness of the classroom in part to a book he’s fallen in love with, Letters To A Young Conservative, by Dinesh D’Souza (see cover above). He said he needs to read a chapter daily to strengthen his resolve against the sly spirit of his extremely liberal professor. I’m thankful for such a tool for our family arsenal as we wage war in our current circumstances. Trying to decide if we’ll drop the class and learn online or weather this quarter’s classroom storm…