The Modern Battle Against Anti-Intellectualism
Anti-intellectualism is on the rise, and it's because of intellectualism. Most have not heard of this concept, but it is a fundamental issue in modern society.
Anti-intellectualism is on the rise, and it's because of intellectualism. Most have not heard of this concept, but it is a fundamental issue in modern society.
I know that many people in this world are considered "Weird" or "Not human," and that our horrible president encourages this, to mock people, to call them stupid, and to call them NOT HUMAN. It's plain stupid.
Sometimes I feel like I am running on a treadmill towards a big shiny sign that says “Relaxation.” Surronding the big shiny words are lots of other words.
Hi, all.
It's been a little while.
I'm 14. In 8th grade.
I haven't posted in probably over 6 months.
What's new?
I got Covid, again, at the beginning of the year. Oh well, I guess.
It's not all the grownups,
But it's too many.
Nothing is how it should be.
The world is heating.
The government collapsing.
Yet we,
We are only overreacting.
Every day when we stand for the pledge, I feel like a curtain has fallen over me,
holding me down.
I remember who is president for the next four years.
And I want to cry.
“Just grow up.” “Take your time.” “You won’t be a teenager forever.” Good, I don’t want to be. Always stressing about due dates, or tests, or studying, or the future, or absolutely anything at this point.
I hate fakers
Everyone always thinks they're better than everyone else.
Some think they have it worse than others.
Some could care less if you do have it worse than them.
Some think that some people don't have feelings.
We built a superman.
In our heads, we built a superman.
Clipped by a speeding bullet,
So that false blood, stolen blood, blood that was here first
When you think of Singapore, what do you picture? Most people would picture a clean, safe, and highly advanced city state. And they are certainly right. Singapore made the top 10 in the HDI Index and topped the Safety Index.
i remain seated in my simple pink chair. my fingers probe at the keyboard of this computer, and i begin to type freely.
Staring through eyes of stone at the republic
oh, for which it stands
one nation like a burning stick
a stick that is almost snuffed out