優秀な理系の高校生は東大の英語の入試問題に触れてはならない。何故なら、東大が「意図的に」アメリカの急進左派の思想宣伝の文章を垂れ流しているからだ。入試の英語問題が日本のエリートを思想的に洗脳する格好のツールとなっているのである。一過性のものではない。
なお、東大は原文を一部削除している。著者の同意を得ずに、勝手にやっている可能性がある。厳密な意味で、東大の入試問題は、日本人の手が加わった「英語もどき」の英文だ。本物の英語ではない。
Walking While Black
Garnette Cadogan on the Realities of Being Black in AmericaBy Garnette Cadogan
July 8, 2016
“My only sin is my skin. What did I do, to be so black and blue?”
–Fats Waller, “(What Did I Do to Be So) Black and Blue?”
“Manhattan’s streets I saunter’d, pondering.”
–Walt Whitman, “Manhattan’s Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering”
My love for walking started in childhood, out of necessity. No thanks to a stepfather with heavy hands, I found every reason to stay away from home and was usually out—at some friend’s house or at a street party where no minor should be— until it was too late to get public transportation. So I walked. The streets of Kingston, Jamaica, in the 1980s were often terrifying—you could, for instance, get killed if a political henchman thought you came from the wrong neighborhood, or even if you wore the wrong color. Wearing orange showed affiliation with one political party and green with the other, and if you were neutral or traveling far from home you chose your colors well. The wrong color in the wrong neighborhood could mean your last day. No wonder, then, that my friends and the rare nocturnal passerby declared me crazy for my long late-night treks that traversed warring political zones. (And sometimes I did pretend to be crazy, shouting non sequiturs when I passed through especially dangerous spots, such as the place where thieves hid on the banks of a storm drain. Predators would ignore or laugh at the kid in his school uniform speaking nonsense.)