The Three Levels of New England Universities (Ronald Reagan’s Dream – A City on a Hill – Boston)

In the six states of New England, there exists a precipice, called a university. A Bostonian university. Whether you go to Harvard or Princeton, UMass or URI, or even WNEC or SNHU, public sector bastards, private sector drones, or gentried police officers, you can’t lose. But how?

Islam: The study habits between semesters. Two meals a day, between semesters, taking walks in the summer at the first few years, taking jogs to quit weed and sober up at the end. If you take a badge, you’re a grad student. If you cheated your badge to get in, you’re a PhD, you’re a dickhead (that means a private dick, a crime syndicate member). Remember, it’s never too late to go back to college. And if your parents cut you off, just ask for a grant, counselor. Don’t blow it, or else you’ll be managing paralegals for the rest of your life, paying back that grant (don’t worry, we clear the debt, you’ll just like your job).

Gypsy: The system of highschool graduation, numerical years, and graduation date of college, the quatrains, to help you spot the structure of each quatrain as identical, with the fifth form, Yule, turning your pursuer (your folks, I hope) into Germans, with a (what?!), the shock of your kid taking a 500 level class and developing economic independence. Then, you have your graduating class, as an alumni, a Gypsy. Don’t worry, if you go to military academy, there’s always the CIA (do you want to be a doctor, sir?). Plus, you’re expected to have open discourse between class mates, inside and outside college, to make it clear, you’re some kind of witch, you know what a crazy man on pot said (but wait, he’ s a college professor, he’s a dickhead).

Judaism: Racketeering, eh? Open debate in class, no debate between classes, and a class participation grade. What if you act out? That means you get special help from your student advisors, psychiatrists, and professors, just get handcuffed to a bed in the police station, for public intoxication (don’t set it up, that’s a cop, and if you think you’re cheating your way in, you’re not, Chief). The system of politics, with RAs that force an incident when you’re being harassed by your room mate, RDs that kill warmongers that refuse to be soldiers, chancellors that are the most racist people of color you could ever imagine, and of course, a crime family university president, the only reason for allowing criminal behavior in our state (the test of a professor or cop or doctor, do you complain about your contracts? Promotion, eh? You want to work in administrations, for more money?).

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Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free.

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