The Madness of Professor L________

Because the Lost One is neither Politician, nor UN administrator, he keeps his word and now kvetchs about his professors. Today's post, as the name implies, is all about Professor L_______ (for those who are wondering the first letter of the last name is unaltered, Screw the innocent). Professor L_______ is not my favorite teacher. For the longest time The Lost One thought he was a genius. The Lost One went to every class, positive Professor L_______ was purposely trying to exaggerate and mock the excesses of tenured academia run amok. No supervision, no restraint, no control, only biased and unexamined opinions. The whole class seemed to be an Onion, or Scrappleface level parody, though one without the subtlety. Then it hit me, Professor L_______ bought every word he was saying. The Lost One began to see, not inspired satire, but instead a class that sitting through was an insult to his bottom. Of late, The Lost One has come to realize it is, in fact, both (albeit unintentionally). Thank the sweet merciful Maker of everything, the quarter ends soon, The Lost One isn't sure how much more he can take. First, their was Professor L_______'s insistence that the US gov. is becoming less Democratic, and more controlled by eeeeeevil "elites" (from that most loathsome form of government, Republicanism), a patently absurd idea on its face, have you ever read the original Constitution? The founders were terrified by mob rule and rightly so. That's why state legislatures elected senators, and why we still have an electoral college (The Electoral College Rules!) for electing the President. There is also his glorification of the sixties, and the deification of the radicals of that era. Professor L_______ actually made the following statement in class, "The one gift I wish I could give you, is the gift of the sixties." The Lost One must admit he is now glad Professor L_______ made that statement because it allowed him to lean over to the Chica sitting next to him and mutter, "I hope he kept the receipt." Her girlish giggle let him know The Lost One is not alone in thinking the emperor has no clothes. The final straw, from eccentric to freakin' nuts, came after Professor L_______ spent an hour and a half lambasting our form of government for, "Not taking into account the ideas of the dissenters." Just what was Professor L_______'s brilliant idea for changing this? Why direct Democracy of course, silly. But won't that leave the dissenters at the mercy of the majority. Of course not, because you wait for a consensus to form. Just how do you create a consensus? Why through Love. (Yup, the stupidity of that thought left my jaw there too). Wait, maybe "Love" is code for drugs...Or maybe re-education camps...Still working that one out. Well until the next class period, The Lost One will be trying to bring Democrats and Republicans together in love. Can someone please put on a pot of coffee? It's going to be a long couple of days.