Over at the Telegraph, Cristina Odone frets about how her daughter lectures her about not worshipping Blessed Gaia with sufficient fervour.
It isn't the child nor the insane school that brainwashes her that bothers me here. What I cannot understand is why Mrs Odone doesn't just cuff the little Young Pioneer on the ear hole then sit her down and explain in no uncertain terms who is the adult and who is the child followed by a stern lecture on what a load of codswallop the child's been fed and why she should treat all with utmost scepticism.
My own daughter gets similar, though less strident, propaganda, but it never lasts an hour past this retired professor's withering glare and demands that logic be applied.
Yes, her teachers hate me.
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