Uncle Len Wants to go Back to “Skool” Or Adult Day-Care, the University By Uncle Len, the Uneducated

     Look, I was fiddling around with old newspaper to … well, never you mind. I was about to use and abuse a slice from the Adelaide great intellectual Sunday Snail, when I read, with great difficulty, since I am illiterate, “School Flunkers are Making Uni Grade,” October 28, 2018, p. 18. Incredible as it seems, over half of all Year 12 students who had flunked their exams were still admitted to university! Whoooaaah! Now you don’t even need to pass to get in, and soon, once in, you won’t even need to pass to get your piece of worthless paper. It will be simply a degree machine, to milk the rich foreign students, before they become migrants to Australia, producing the beautiful Asian utopia. It will be wonderful, those who profit (in the short-term), say.

    This has created the desire  … I can’t believe that I actually used a pseudo-erotic word such as “desire,” but my intensions are pure, as far as a dirty, dispossessed Anglo-hobo can be “pure” … what was I saying? Ok, the urge, no, that’s a bad word too …  maybe the interest, to go to university myself. If the universities are as depraved as James Reed says they are, well, I just have to be there, wallowing in the filth like a pig in poop. And, I have even worked out my course. I want to do Feminism 101 to learn about exotic sexualities, and meet nice homely girls with blue hair, who wear combat boots, and like me, exist in a perpetual state of utter confusion. Perhaps I will know “love,” but not as humans generally know it, before oblivion. Who knows? It will be like visiting another planet, only less radioactive.