So, we are studying modes of writing again. zzzzzzzzzzz. The teacher asks, “How do you persuade some one to do something you want them to do?”
My hand goes in the air.
“Intimidation.”
she nods, unsure of what’s coming next.
“Humiliation.”
She tries for a game smile as whispers circle through the room.
“Guilt.”
She clears her throat. “Those are all very valid methods,” writing them on the whiteboard. “Can anyone think of something a little more positive.”
My class is full of silent, mealy mouthed morons who bob their heads and look shyly away, painfully avoiding anything which looks like real work. So, my hand goes up in the air again.
“Flattery.”
She nods, smiling encouragingly.
“Graciousness”
She smiles wide, “go on…”
“An appeal to self interest, a show of what they will be getting… make them think they a getting more than they really are.”
She whistles in cool admiration. “Duplicity.”
And I think at what’s on the board.
Intimidation. Humiliation. Guilt. Flattery. Graciousness. Appeal. Duplicity. And think, I have outlined myself and my attitude perfectly before my class, demonstrating perfectly and eloquently if not outright, what you need to know in order to wrap little sissy sub bitches around your little finger.
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