rejoice, o children, you can learn without federal money

Ah, the sweet smell of the fall air, the quiet of children clattering in the kitchen, the comforting knowledge that for a few sweet bright minutes our wretched government isn’t making our lives any more of a difficult mess. That mess I can provide for myself, beating back the incompetent barbarian children at my gate. 

And on that note, I’m going to go provide these same children with a nice morning of free ungovernment sponsored education during which I will indoctrinate their tender little minds and prepare them for the dark difficult days ahead.