Mitch McConnell has been in the hospital, likely brain dead, for 6 weeks, while still collecting a paycheck, and having his medical bills government subsidized.
Mitch McConnell spent his career opposing the paid leave and healthcare benefits he’s still receiving.
They Killed Cursive So You’d Need a Translator to Read Your Own History
Two generations now. That’s what we’ve manufactured.
You Can Thank Progressive Ideologue Randi Weingarten and the American Federation of Teachers
In 2010, cursive was quietly stripped from Common Core. No debate. No vote. Just gone — replaced by keyboarding and test prep. Fast forward to today, and the results are exactly what any thinking person would have predicted.
Drew Gilpin Faust — former Harvard president, not exactly a conspiracy theorist — walked into her Civil War seminar and discovered two-thirds of her Harvard undergraduates couldn’t read cursive. Two-thirds. At Harvard. One student admitted he’d reshaped his entire senior thesis to avoid sources with handwriting. Another abandoned Virginia Woolf because she couldn’t read Woolf’s letters.
Let that sink in. The elite are being graduated illiterate in their own language’s written form.
What’s actually been accomplished here?
- The Declaration of Independence is now a foreign document to most Americans under 30. They can’t read it. They depend on someone else’s transcription — someone else’s framing.
- Grandma’s letters from the war. Mom has to translate the birthday card. The direct, unmediated connection to your own bloodline? Severed.
- Original manuscripts, land deeds, family Bibles, journals, contracts. All of it now requires a credentialed interpreter — a new priesthood of specialists who tell you what your history says.
Faust herself spelled out the implication with brutal clarity: “Just imagine if you had some contract that you had signed and you couldn’t read it and someone told you, well, this is what’s in the contract. And then later you might find that it was something else.”
That’s not a bug. That’s the feature.
When a population can’t independently access primary sources, history becomes whatever the gatekeepers decide it is. The past isn’t discovered — it’s assigned. And a person who needs permission to read their own inheritance is a person who’s been quietly, thoroughly disempowered.
The technocrats will tell you it was just pragmatic modernization. Nothing to see here. Just optimizing the curriculum for the 21st-century economy.
Funny how the “optimizations” always seem to produce citizens more dependent, more disconnected, and easier to manage.
Teach your kids cursive. Buy the workbook. Spend twenty minutes a day. Not because it’s charming or vintage — but because a people who can’t read their own founding documents in the original hand are no longer a free people. They’re tenants in their own civilization, renting access to a past that was stolen from them one curriculum meeting at a time.
I love how everyone is appalled at the very concept of arresting the President of Israel, like we didn’t black-bag the President of Venezuela earlier this year.
Y’all obsessed with the idea that poor people might take more than they need, but we rarely question why some wealthy people are never satisfied with what they already have.
great time to get an english degree honestly nobody can read or write you might become scribe to the king in the next 15 years if you know cursive the way things are going
Between 1996 and 2003, Jay-Z released eight solo albums. From Reasonable Doubt to The Black Album. This includes Vol 1-Vol 3 and Blueprint 1 and 2. All of these albums sound soooo different too. My GOAT is unmatched fr
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, the film that made Connery call it quits, turns 23 today. This steampunk “literary Avengers” with Allan Quatermain, Captain Nemo, Dorian Gray, Dr. Jekyll, Mina Harker, and more was ahead of the curve. This transformation still looks great.
We just watched a rapper perform a 30-year-old album in a stadium with a live band and no backing track. This is what longevity looks like when you pour into the craft, give back to the culture, and earn the respect of generations. History was made!