Wednesday, March 02, 2016

A Black Hole

In all earnest no matter how much I try to ignore the Carolinas are a mockery of the union, I can't.  I've never liked North Carolina.  I have traveled all over the state, and interstates criss-crossing through tobaccos warehouses doesn't represent much except fraud.  Big Tobacco came down.  They were lacing their cigarettes with ammonia science to keep you hooked.  Thanks North Carolina.  The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, the oldest state university in the union fabricated courses so their student athletes could graduate.  This continued for years undiscovered.  UNC Chapel Hill fabricated academic courses for student athletes, so that they could pass and graduate.  Everyone turned a blind eye.  One of the most reputable academic institutions in America sold out.  Was the money that scarce?  Congress has approved the maximum tuition increase each year since it was possible with no thought to stagnant wages, low minimum wage, and rising costs of living.  Each year Congress has approved the MAXIMUM tuition increase with no guilt or remorse.  Students are graduating with hundreds of thousands of dollars of student debt.  I no longer have respect for UNC.  It is my alma matter, and yet I don't watch the Tarheels play.  How can I?  UNC wholeheartedly engaged in academic fraud for student athletes.  That is the most giant indicator of the world in which we have come to live.  It is the perfect metaphor for America.  We have sold out.  I feel no relation with America at all.  I never have, since I graduated from UNC with a music education degree.  Four years of my life, the most difficult thing I ever have accomplished, and teacher salary in North Carolina is the second lowest in the union.  I can't even entertain the thought of teaching in North Carolina, because it will be engaging in slavery.  I will be the slave.  The way it's always been.  My alma mater, the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill engaged in academic fraud for student athletes.  (African American studies)  Would white professors and white athletes have done the same thing?  Seems like it is Straight Out of Compton, but this was my alma mater.  This was UNC-Chapel Hill.  Dean Smith coached James Worthy and Michael Jorden.  I was there.  There was no academic fraud.  Christianity has all but been eradicated from our nation, so Wall Street banks can scam us, academia can scam us, and ?  I turn on the news and potential presidential candidates are talking about the size of each other's hands.  I try not to feel like it's not true, like I don't want to check out.  I want to check out.  It's not worth it.  Life is so fucked in America, that what's the point?  I look around and everything for which I have worked is gone.  I wanted to hear some jazz piano tonight.  Where would I turn the dial?  If I did have satellite radio it would tune in smooth jazz.  If I do try to watch bands on television, they sicken me.  They have sold out.  I've never seen such a mockery of music.  Then I remember is all about the LGBT thing.  Students want to be able to pick which bathroom they use.  What has America become?  It is such a disgrace, and I am embarrassed.  I am down.  I have no reason to do anything.