You want negative energy for your doomsay device, Clarion? I'll give you some high-grade whine-nergy, alright.
See, my bachelor's degree took me FIVE YEARS. FIVE FUCKING YEARS, when it's supposed to take two. Why? Because my campus gets a gigantic hard-on every single time the government raises the associated fees to class registration. When my student uni gets a hard-on, a strike happens. Seeing as a lot of my peers compare every little whine-fest to May 1968 in France, shit gets blown to epic proportions.
I'm bordering on a month without classes, now, and my master's is halfway done. A month!
There's no end in sight, either. The pro-strike gang has about eighty thousand students for the whole of my province. I'd really, really, *really* like to get back in class, so I can hand in my assignments and be done with my year of theoretical research! I'VE GOT A FUCKING THESIS TO WRITE!
Red Lantern Mode, activate.
Seriously. If and when you gain world dominance, Daystar, can I be made responsible for Quebec's Board of Education? I'll threaten my peers from the other ministries with bodily harm if the small businesses and mining ventures aren't properly taxed, which should give us millions more to spend, which should also theoretically allow us to make bachelor's degrees if not free, then criminally affordable.
Then I could shut up the protesters for good. I'm sick and tired of hearing about how students in Quebec are supposedly unable to foot the bill for their studies, when a single semester runs me seven hundred bucks.
Yes, my dear Americans. A mere seven hundred bucks for a single semester, when you guys pay two or three thousand simoleons! WHY THE FUCK IS ANYBODY COMPLAINING?! I'm not some right-wing premature old fuss who thinks all twentysomethings on this planet have it easy, but come on. They're really pushing it, here. Education *needs* to be paid somehow, and Quebec City's footing the bill for a fuckton of things already.