Us common folks they serve hope

I meant to continue to write about compulsory schooling and its devastating effects on society. This topic is in my blood now. And about the failure of homeschooling. And why homeschooling might be even worse than compulsory schooling in schools. For it takes the worst of schooling even deeper into families and communities, into their very homes, making it even more troubling. iPads and video chat and temp teachers. Like a virus traveling from the nose downwards and nesting itself deep into the lungs, and from there entering the bloodstream, sickening the whole system.

But I also wanted to share a positive outlook, what I see is uplifting and emotionally helpful. I recall the saying, “Je n’ai fait celle-ci plus longue que parce que je n’ai pas eu le loisir de la faire plus courte.” I have the story in my brain (or wherever words and pictures and such are stored in the physical body), but appear empty handed, I didn’t write anything for a full week; because I didn’t have the time to write it down in a mode of conciseness and precision.

So, maybe tomorrow. Today I need to finish a text for a lesson I taught online in German language. A financially almost fruitless endeavour. The Euro is crashing, my small savings in my savings account disappearing, any income in Euro flushed down the same spillway. Luckily my patrons in the English speaking world support me in USD, which seems to be stable. Yet, Austrian German is my mother-tongue, and I want to share my work with the German speaking folk as well. Would there was hope. At least they hand us that, with a smile.