I told them....
"You don't want me to teach this... trust me here." Did they listen? Nope... they never do.
I was required to teach a lesson concerning 'Constitution Week' to my Auto Mech class yesterday. I did my bit on the bill of rights, and I pulled no punches. These are high school seniors.... and it's time the truth smacked them in the face.
I went over each item, what it said, what it meant, and the reality of how it works today. A sample, concerning the second amendment: "The second amendment recognizes a citizens right to be armed. What it REALLY means is a citizens right to self defense. Anytime some schmuck tells you that you aren't allowed to be armed for any reason, you really need to ask yourself WHY does said schmuck want you unarmed and defenseless? What exactly is said schmuck planning to do to you that works better when you can't defend yourself?"
Repeat this attitude many times over, and you have the gist of yesterdays lesson.
I also asked who was registered to vote... and one hand out of forty five went up. That young man, I told them, had my respect. I invited the rest to just shut up. I told them I don't care what their opinions are, and their failure to vote means their opinion is instantly worthless. If they couldn't be bothered to deal the one time their opinion could actually make a difference, then they had given up any right to even open their mouths, as far as I'm concerned.
I also told them.... if they don't know and understand their rights, then they have none, and should shut up and get back to work. Shut up and pay their taxes.
A room full of deer in headlights.
Maybe some of them will think about that. Was I passionate? Did I lay it on thick? Yup. Did I penetrate the teenage wall of non-thought? Maybe.