In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.
Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.
What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.
The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.
So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.
I put a lot of things to the side that I shouldn’t’ve, Will, I prioritized the wrong things. I put revenge over humanity. I guess all I’m seeking now is someone who’s gonna be honest with me and a place where I can feel safe.
You know that feeling when you read a book around 5 years ago and then you suddenly remember it but don't remember the title and only vaguely remember what the book is about?
Letter To A Dead Friend/Letter to Mr. President by Kanaya & Precious Jewel Amor
Marionettes by Kanaya
Night Before Dawn by Derivakat
No Reprise by Kanaya
November 16th by Kanaya
PANIC ROOM by Kanaya
Refuge by Zaph B
Rewritten In Stone by Amanda Fagan
Sleep, My Son by Precious Jewel Amor
Syndicate by Derivakat
Tell Your Story by Derivakat
tommy innit by CG5
Turn Back Time by Derivakat
Typical Me by kroh
Voices by Derivakat
Welcome Home by Derivakat
Welcome Home, Theseus by Kanaya
Why by Derivakat
Write It Down by Derivakat
I know not all of these are specifically DSMP but I thought I'd add them anyway. Also, some of the artists have created a lot of songs for DSMP but I just put most of my favourites (not saying I don't love the rest) so please search them up and go through their songs.
Btw if you know anymore please comment or tell me 😊