Dried Ink

Maybe I left the cap on, the pen ran dry spilled all over the floor rapaciously, draining the ink into the crevasses of a parquet floor, or maybe this ridiculous weather has had my brains fried into neurotic mush that Gray's Anatomy could better explain.

The book, not the show.

Whatever the excuse, its been awhile since I've been able to bring myself to write anything remotely significant. But what does one consider significant anyways? Politics? Racial issues? Religious misunderstanding? Movie reviews? "What I did today"?

Well I got my university application almost sorted out. And I mean almost strictly here, because educational bureaucracy stamps its foot in my way by proclaiming my English impotency. Maybe its just me because I regard my language ability as the only thing I have, therefore it especially pisses me off. But generally speaking, the entire system is designed to deny countless their right to education. Not just at Monash, were i'm headed, but tertiary education in general.

I remember from the movie "Accepted", a dialogue between dean and student :

"You know what makes universities special? Rejection."

People spew about minimum requirements, academic achievements, an excellence of character as criteria in order to be accepted into a top-grade university. All for what? The maintenance of exceptional quality graduates and the standard of academic brilliance that plays on everyone's lips, whilst denying a healthy education to others.

Idealistically speaking I would have gone to LSE to study a PPE. but I didn't apply, simply because my grades wouldn't have been regarded, not to mention the sale of my soul (or rather, my parents). But that's not to say I don't deserve to study there. Just because I don't meet the requirements means I'm not able enough for their program, while a friend of mine who has a bottomless pockets snags a place? There is no measure for intelligence or genius, neither is there a measure for importance. Mental class societies are what destroy us all, the farcical believe that one should breathe a cleaner air as compared to another, that one is more deserving than another; all those who work, work hard, all those who strive, strive hard.
Bureaucracy determines who gets the best education, the best credentials, and the best chance of making an impact, while at the same time ensuring the poor remain illiterate and uneducated. There is so much talk of education and alleviation of poverty, but what we really stand for is our sickening kleptocratic society.

But then again the system exists for reasons that probably surpass me, and this may just be a rant of one denied a dream education. That said I, as well as the rest of the world, deserves the best education there is available, but its the institution that denies us that right.