I was down at the local IGA buying a couple of things, one of which was a quart of cream. The cashier -- a girl of about 16-19 years of age -- goggled at the carton that said, "Whipping Cream," and said in astonishment, "Is this whipped cream?"
"Well," I replied, "it's whipping cream." Quizzical look. "It's pre-whipped cream." Still no response beyond a confused look. "You know," I said, "whipping cream doesn't come in a can, it comes from a cow." That finally got a response.
"I did not know that," she said. She wasn't kidding, either.
Now, there probably aren't many farms left around here, but this is still a small town bordering a rural county in Indiana. What is wrong here cannot be fixed by any amount of money poured into the local schools.
The system is designed for the results it is getting. We need to tear it all down and start over.