Yes. I remember my parents, as well as my friends' parents being more demanding than the parents of kids these days.
I'm at one everyday. It's my job. And yes kids are a lot more immature than they used to be, that still can't be chalked up to solely their teachers. They learn the shitbird attitude from somewhere and it doesn't come from sitting in a classroom 6 hours a day, 5 days a week, 8 months a year.
I can tell you're not involved with your kids' school. It's still 3 years of English, 2 of math, 3 of government/history, 3 of science, 2 of a foreign language, 1 of PE, and 3 of a extracurricular (art, drama, another PE, TA, etc) for HS.
Not sure how any of that is "Socialshit tripe". And I work in an inner city district where it's been dumbed down. If it's any easier where your kids went/go to school I can't imgaine what a hellhole you must live in.
I wouldn't disagree that describes some teachers but the paint them with such a broad stroke is nothing short of pure ignorance. I really have to question how involved you are/were with your kids' teachers.
I'd say it's more related to parents that don't promote the importance of education to their kids. It all starts at home and by and large kids in California come from homes that don't stress learning and academic work ethic.
I'm not saying there aren't shitty teachers that get let off the hook here, because there are, but it's not the main and exclusive reason.
I hear what you're saying. I don't know if I have the time or money for that. What if I just threw in another fried egg in the afternoon or snuck a burger in (sans bun) in there somewhere too?
One as soon as I wake up, one post lift, one before bed. Days I don't lift I'll just have the morning and night shakes. Each shake being 25 grams of protein.
As part of deciding to cut carbs I'm going to go with a heavy protein diet. This will go along with heavy weight training 4 days a week, a protein shake as soon as I wake up, post-lift and before I go to bed.
Breakfast: eggs
Lunch: 2 servings of fruit and vegetables
Mid-afternoon snack: peanuts
Dinner: whatever the old lady cooks, usually something like grilled chicken, rice and asparagus. Occasionally lasagna (yes I'll end up cheating probably once a week or so)
The only dots I accuse of being James are the ones that think I'm Sean. Because other than him, and his unfazed tunnel visioned hatred (and ferret to an extent) no one is capable of confusing me with him.
The dots that call me a boring asshole are just ants at a picnic, not James.
I'll look into buying them in bulk. Where do you get it all at? Costco?
