Recently, Major Styles was at an educational conference. About 90% of the teachers were left-wing provocateurs (standard for a modern college, really). The teachers were not mildy left-wing, either. They were fanatical followers of the Frankfurt School, the ideological foot soldiers of Max Horkheimer. In short, everything is racism, sexism and homophobia.
During the conference, I was introduced to a new theory – live grading. Essentially, this means that the teacher does not grade any papers. Instead, the teacher holds a conference with the student about his work. During the conference, the student explains his thinking to the teacher. If the teacher approves of the answer, he provides the student with an appropriate grade.
It sounds cutting edge to a certain degree. But like all left-wing ideologies, once you remove the scab, you see a festering boil underneath.
Essentially, the left-wing teacher can now fail a conservative student because he did not provide a politically-correct answer. The written essay was a form of legal proof for the conservative student: i.e. he could bring a hard-copy paper to an administrator if he disagreed with a grade. However, now he’s prevented from doing so. It’s his word against that of a liberal teacher. And we all know who’s going to win that battle.
If your son/daughter is taking a class and you hear the term “live grading,” be very concerned. Most likely, your child is in danger. They’re about to be devoured by a left-wing parasite. It’s your job to fight back, letting the liberal instructor know that you object to his dubious machinations.
Can you still capture the heroic glory of life of life? For one moment, can you sing the song of ascension? Can you still be a lofty soul, playing a guitar solo on the mountain peaks of victory? Can you carry another on the waves of an exquisite passion?
I affirm as much for myself. I stand on the coastline of despair, still willing to fight. I raise my voice on the battlefield of defeat, still affirming the universal life essence. I challenge the force of spiritless materialism, of human cruelty, and of dark and hopeless corners.
For what is a man if he cannot dream? What is a man is he cannot still fight?
The GREAT MAN can never give up. He refuses to drown in the sea a despair…he battles to protect a noble tome.
Illuminati, Reptilian shape shifters, Russian collusion. All of these ideas are mysterious, shrouded in uncertainty. And therefore, you run into the hedge maze of confusion. You search here and there to no avail. And yet you continue…all because a charlatan sold you an abstract idea.
In academia, we have the mental masturbation of a Noam Chomsky or a David Foster Wallace. Men who are applauded for their ability to confuse. The more they confound, the more praise they receive. What degeneracy! They lead us into a nowhere place, filling our soul with air.
Focusing your attention of what is mysterious makes you ignore what is obvious.
So what is obvious then? The beauty of nature….the waves crashing on a distant shore. The wind as it whistles on a fern-rich forest. The river stream as it runs from a peak into a lush valley floor. The fawn as it suckles on her mother’s teet.
In music, we have Mozart. In poetry, we have Neruda. In architecture, we have the castles that line the European countryside. They’re real and tangible. Accessible to the common man by virtue of a universal life essence. They elevate the human soul.
The GREAT MAN speaks directly to the heart of his audience. He elevates the spirit world of his fellow man…and he shuns mysterious abstraction!
Estas Tonne has, as his name aptly applies, a wonderful tone. His technique is excellent. And moreover, he understands that music is – first and foremost – the passion of the soul. It emanates from the wellspring of the universal life essence. He captures that wonderfully, playing from the inside out.
Note: It doesn’t hurt that he’s a handsome chap in his 20s. But don’t blame him for his good looks…the Major has suffered a similar fate his whole life. To quote the French: “One must suffer to be beautiful.”
Take a ride on the “The Song of the Golden Dragon”:
The World Cup is fast upon us. For most Americans, soccer means Brazil: Pele, Ronaldinho, etc. We know every little about the sport really. And if the media provides any coverage, it’s usually centered around Brazilian dominance. This is merely another example of the media playing loose with the facts.
Germany is neck-and-neck with Brazil for the title of “World’s Best”; in fact, Germany’s accomplishments are equal to (or more impressive than) that of Brazil.
A quick review of the numbers will prove this to be true:
1.) 4 World Cup Victories
2.) The Greatest Scorer in World Cup History
3.) The Greatest Scorer in a Single World Cup Tournament
4.) Germany Was Playing With Only 50% of Its Players for Most of World Cup History
The question arises: Why does Germany not receive the credit they deserve in the American media? I think the answer is simple, yet too politically incorrect to utter. The American media is Jewish dominated (Max Kellerman, Chris Berman, Lisa Cohn, Bob Arum…I’ll stop there for fear of redundancy). Many of these people will never give Germany its proper recognition. They have been taught to hate Germany since they were in the crib and it’s all they know.
For my part, I’d like to see Germany win the cup again (seeing as how the United States did not qualify). The only negative part would be that it would strengthen national pride in Germany, which could lead to more support for that misbehaving young boy, Angela Merkel.
At any rate, I’m looking forward to an exciting series of matches and may the best team win! See you on the pitch…