On the steps of the U.S. Department of Education building this morning former D.C. City Councilman Kevin P. Chavous, and others, protested the Obama Adminstration’s refusal to continue funding of a successful school voucher program.
Via The Corner, ‘Puter notes that Mr. Chavous has his facts exactly right. Interestingly, despite attempts to get arrested, the Obama Administration had put out the word not to arrest the protestors, likely in an attempts to tamp down media coverage of a Democrat sore spot. Mr. Chavous stated at the rally:
Each and every child is entitled to equal access to the American Dream. Each and every child is entitled to a high quality education. And it is shameful if we give them anything less. That is the last civil-rights challenge for our country. That is why I stand here. That’s why those of who are here before you dedicate our lives to this cause. That’s why you don’t have to arrest us, because we ain’t going nowhere.
Leaving aside Mr. Chavous’ ungrammatical closing, he is mostly correct. ‘Puter doesn’t like the entitlement language, but if we are to provide education to all, then it ought to be good for all. Failure to educate the poor generally, and the inner-city poor specifically, disproportionately affects minorities. Without an education, it is difficult to survive in our economy, except as a ward of the state.
Conservatives ought to seize this moment and this issue. It is an opportunity to use market based solutions (vouchers, charter schools) to overcome a crippling problem, while at the same time showing liberals for the two-faced bastards they have been on this issue. That is, liberals pay lip service to educating the poor while decrying the poisonous influence of money in politics. Yet, every time vouchers are shown to be successful, liberals kill the programs at the insistence of their moneyed cronies, the teachers’ unions who stand to lose jobs and funding as voucher programs succeed. Say it with ‘Puter, conservatives: “Liberals choose union money over the your children’s futures. Conservatives support your children over the unions.”
Say it with conviction fellow conservatives, and back your words with action, and conservatives may just start to break the Democrats’ iron grip on the black vote. An added bonus is that conservatives will have effectively lifted a generation out of poverty if they succeed, reducing dependence on the state. Best of all, the Democrats won’t have consigned another generation of inner-city kids to the scrap heap of life to curry favor with the unions.
Always right, unless he isn’t, the infallible Ghettoputer F. X. Gormogons claims to be an in-law of the Volgi, although no one really believes this.
’Puter carefully follows economic and financial trends, legal affairs, and serves as the Gormogons’ financial and legal advisor. He successfully defended us against a lawsuit from a liquor distributor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in unpaid deliveries of bootleg shandies.
The Geep has an IQ so high it is untestable and attempts to measure it have resulted in dangerously unstable results as well as injuries to researchers. Coincidentally, he publishes intelligence tests as a side gig.
His sarcasm is so highly developed it borders on the psychic, and he is often able to insult a person even before meeting them. ’Puter enjoys hunting small game with 000 slugs and punt guns, correcting homilies in real time at Mass, and undermining unions. ’Puter likes to wear a hockey mask and carry an axe into public campgrounds, where he bursts into people’s tents and screams. As you might expect, he has been shot several times but remains completely undeterred.
He assures us that his obsessive fawning over news stories involving women teachers sleeping with young students is not Freudian in any way, although he admits something similar once happened to him. Uniquely, ’Puter is unable to speak, read, or write Russian, but he is able to sing it fluently.
Geep joined the order in the mid-1980s. He arrived at the Castle door with dozens of steamer trunks and an inarticulate hissing creature of astonishingly low intelligence he calls “Sleestak.” Ghettoputer appears to make his wishes known to Sleestak, although no one is sure whether this is the result of complex sign language, expert body posture reading, or simply beating Sleestak with a rubber mallet.
‘Puter suggests the Czar suck it.