Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 164 You Are My Hope
"Support doubling the homework for high school students! Save America's future!"
"It is urgent to let high school students experience the pressure of college homework in advance! We can't lose to the Soviet Union!"
A group of Stanford men and women held signs and shouted their slogans to passers-by on the road.
This is an activity to support education reform and increase the amount of homework in elementary and middle schools in the United States. A US government investigation found that the country's basic education is worrying. More than 20 million American adults even find it difficult to get satisfactory scores on reading and writing questions of junior high school difficulty.
American public high school students show little interest in studying, and dating, sports, parties and other activities unrelated to studying take up most of their time every day.
Previously, Americans thought their own happy education was very good. Until recently, the British were bored and made a simple comparison between American and Soviet high school students and filmed a documentary. Then Americans found that the daily life of Soviet high school students was very fulfilling. They attended classes on time under the strict requirements of teachers, did physics experiments, read world classics, etc. After school, they also went to the military camp to participate in some student experience activities. However, the daily life of their own high school students was to chat up the girls they liked in various classrooms, date them after school, go to parties, and secretly buy some prescription drugs ...
Although they were very dissatisfied with being exposed by the British, the US government found after its own investigation that the quality of its own high school students was not only inferior to that of the Soviet Union, but also had a considerable gap with high school students of its own younger countries such as Japan, South Korea, and Germany.
This made the US government feel that it was necessary to carry out educational reforms, such as increasing the homework load for high school students so that they had no time to pick up girls. At least on the surface, high school students would appear to be as fulfilled as their Soviet counterparts.
So in the past few years, a bunch of people who like to join in the fun have emerged in universities across the country, supporting increasing the amount of homework for high school students. After all, they are already in college and don't need to feel this kind of pain. Teachers in public high schools, on the other hand, are united in opposing this reform. After all, once the reform is successful, their workload will also increase greatly.
"If you were qualified to participate in this kind of position game like those big companies, which side would you support?" Tommy asked Susan, who was sitting opposite him, at an outdoor coffee stand on Greek Avenue at Stanford University. "I remember when I was in school, the school held this kind of parade. After so many years, everyone still enjoys helping the younger generation improve their homework."
"Of course I support reform." Susan looked at a group of men and women passing by her and asked Tommy with a smile, "Would you like to visit ONE's fraternity house?"
Compared with her previous student temperament, Susan is now much more mature. Her long hair is wavy on her back and her elastic legs are folded together. Although her appearance is not considered a top beauty, the charm inadvertently revealed by her leisurely movements at this moment still made the part-time waiter who came over to serve coffee to the two of them couldn't help but secretly glance at her a few more times.
"No, don't break the fraternity rules." Tommy looked at Susan and said, "I guess you didn't call me just to buy me a cup of campus coffee?"
Susan looked at Sophia, who was taking pictures with her camera while returning to Stanford, and then looked at Tommy: "I'm about to graduate, Tommy."
"I know, but you shouldn't need me to offer you a job like I did back then." Tommy picked up the cigarette that Susan brought on the table, lit one and looked at Susan.
Today, Susan Curtis is the president of the ONE fraternity at Stanford University, which has eleven members. Although Tommy has not deliberately inquired about Susan's situation at Stanford, Sophia will occasionally talk about the news about Susan that she learned from Mark, Holly and others.
In her second year at Stanford , Susan took her five-member team, ONE, to the agricultural area of the Sacramento Central Valley, and provided a service called "pig bank" to local farms where lower-income American families were struggling to make ends meet because of a large number of Latino illegal immigrants snatching jobs at low prices.
ONE provides two piglets, one male and one female, feed, medicine, etc. The other party only needs to feed the pigs provided by ONE every day, and after raising them, they can use them for breeding and expansion, or prepare to sell them. However, ONE needs to charge interest on one fat pig, that is, one of the two pigs raised by the other party is raised for ONE.
At that time, Mark and Sophia both thought that Susan was imitating Tommy, but only Tommy knew that Susan had begun to try to understand the most basic political game.
It seems that the interest is as high as a pig, but Susan and her ONE are not planning to become California breeding tycoons. Instead, they have the capital to cooperate with those politicians. Those politicians want the votes of grassroots voters. If Susan and ONE can help them, they will naturally not be stingy with their goodwill.
"A black female councilwoman from Sacramento County wants me to be her speechwriting ." Susan looked at Tommy. "What do you think of this job?"
Tommy looked at the SSD fraternity house that was vaguely visible in the distance and gave his opinion: "Many political science graduates will start their careers as assistants to congressmen or officials. It's quite conventional. If you like to go, I certainly have no objection."
"How's your black TV station going?" Susan did not continue to ask for the other party's opinion, but then asked about BT TV station.
Tommy looked away and looked at Susan. "I asked Delia to help me find a black lawyer, and the program is also being planned. Nowadays, TV program production has been industrialized. Everything can be handed over to the TV program production companies in Hollywood, as long as they are willing to pay the bill."
"I want to work at your TV station." Susan hesitated for a long time before she looked up at Tommy and said, "I've thought about this for a long time. Should I go to Sacramento or look for you? But I think I still want to work by your side."
Tommy shook his head slightly: "Do what you should do. My TV station currently doesn't have anyone you can do..."
"The extramarital birth rate among black people is 32%, 67% of black children are born out of wedlock, and 70% of black children are born to unmarried mothers. There are two types of black family structures. In one, the father is regarded as the head of the family and the only worker, and the mother is the housewife who takes care of the children. In the other type, the family is fragmented, and the mother raises the children alone. The family is more like a matriarchal society." Susan looked at Tommy and spoke out some statistics.
Tommy sighed. "This is the first time I 've seen a job seeker call an employer to his own turf for an interview, Susan."
"The former accounts for less than 30%, and the rest are matriarchal families. In other words, 70% of the lower-class black families in the United States are matriarchal, and these single mothers are simply unable to take care of their children on their own. They will rely on a large family member to help them, perhaps a mother, aunt, grandmother, etc. For every 100,000 black men, the number of criminals in prison can reach 3,000, while the number of white people is 460. In order to go to your TV station, I have systematically studied a lot of black data."
"I work in television, Susan, and you should do the job you want to do."
"You are my hope, Tommy." Susan looked at Tommy and said seriously, "I don't want to help the black female congressman write speeches and correct her typos."
