(Well, not-lying.. at least by intent, whether or not actualized ;-)
Which is the message [again!] of The Tyranny of Words [Stuart Chase]
and that entire new field - muddled by prolix Korzybski and explained brilliantly, to-an-8 yo, by Chase: 'semantics' yada.
Quite frankly, the most important ingredient in all this is the family. If the parents are asleep at the wheel, then naturally, there will be no one to correct any misinformation being spewed at the font of the public school.Scary, that, for being unarguable and inescapably depressing.
If the parents agree with the cup-full of knowledge that their children are bringing home, they will send them back for more. If not, then the parents will essentially toss it out, and fill it up at home and/or do what they can to "change the mix" at the pump and move on.
Vulture Capitalism does not recognize any 'needs of society', but only the Econ numbers re maximizing of profits-for-a very small-some: at any cost to all. And as the %[Gross-National-'wealth'] concentrates daily into fewer pockets / which hold this view en-bloc: one can see the denying-force for any Murican renewal(?) Short of blood in streets, of course - the usual path of last resort.
Where there is no space left for ALLOWED family contact/interaction, while one/both parents are incarcerated in small cubicles for 8+ hours straight, and little energy remains at night, after the commute
-asleep at the wheel may be no figure-of-speech-
- for instigating actual Conversation, discussion-even-debate! - amidst the plethora of transistorized escapes now universal - what do you get?
How Does? one get outta this Chicken Outfit. One asks.
The Rat Race idea is so pass\ufffd, when the hamster cage has now become, literally -The Cubicle- no?
[Saw this great cartoon: with a hamster-bottle, human-size - in a cubicle. QED]
Now as to what 10/7 fluorescent lighting in lieu of honest Sunlight, does? to one's pineal gland/psyche.. another discussion.
Ain't that a pisser? 'Freedom' - [Hah]
Let's kill some more to Spread it all over.
(Praise little-Jesus and his pal, Dick! in that Crusade.)
moi