Yesterday my wife and I drove through the destroyed and decaying remnants of Wheatland, Missouri. My mother graduated Wheatland High in 1943 and she taught former Governor Mike Parson who graduated WHS in 1973. They could read and write and spell at college levels sometime in grade school.
At Wheatland, there is a Lucas Oil Speedway that looks like the Pharos built it.
And like Shelly’s Ozymandias all around lie shattered ruins of a once thriving civilization.
At the local gas station the people lined up carrying 30 packs of beer and airline sized bottles of Fireball, and four wheelers outnumbered the old cars in the parking lot.
Johnny can’t spell because Johnny didn’t pay attention in school. Mike Parson paid attention, or else.
A lot of factors destroyed prosperity in rural Missouri but the one and the only hope it has of resurrection is good public schools.
If I were Governor I’d require a paddle be in the desk of every teacher.
When there were, the kids paid attention, you know?
And every one of them, could and did explain Ozymandias.