Ah, can’t mount a response, so you go for the name calling- good choice.
We established that two pages ago, genius. 
There is no route 8 in Piscataway.
DDG, I would say a school that anyone in the area could attend would be best- what she did is like building a state of the art hospital that 100 handpicked people can use only, and anyone else in the area who is sick isn’t allowed in.
Are you kidding me? Do you think I did the research into Mcdonalds’ in New Jersey for the sake of a exaggeration?
She does that already. See the link to her Angel Network, above. This is in addition to her other schools, plural. This is a special school, see, the same way that Harvard or Princeton is a special school. They don’t take just anybody. That’s the whole point–only the high SAT scores even get a look-in. Are you going to argue that we shouldn’t have schools like Harvard or Yale or Groton?
“Oafrah.” :D!!
I’m sure** Miller ** can find many sensible people on the internet who agree with him.
No, we don’t. At all.
nice.
If you’d have spent the money even more sensibly, you could have bought 1,200 shoes. Why didn’t you do that, you heartless bastard?
LilShieste
Unfortunately all of the articles that used to fill the first google pages about the ridiculousness of the school are further back due to the recent unpleaseantness. But I can offer this gem from you know who herself:
I never had children, never even thought I would have children. Now I have 152 daughters; expecting 75 more next year. That is some type of gestation period!…I said to the mothers, the family members, the aunts, the grannies — because most of these girls have lost their families, their parents — I said to them, **“Your daughters are now my daughters and I promise you I’m going to take care of your daughters. I promise you. **
“When I watched Oprah with those girls,” observed best friend Gayle King, “I kept thinking she was meant to be a mother, and it would happen one way or another.” Newsweek described a student named Thelasa Msumbi hugging Winfrey extra tight, then whispering “We are your daughters now.” Winfrey, who will teach a class at the school via satellite, plans to spend much of her retirement in a house she is building on the campus where she plans to use the same dishes, sheets, and curtains that the students do. “I want to be near my girls and be in a position to see how they’re doing,” said Winfrey.
Bolding mine. Some empty media whore attention grabbing promise that was. Why make a promise you can’t possibly keep? Becasue it looks good, and chances are what happened wont ever happen.
How that class and house coming? And what a pair to think having a talk show makes you qualified to teach a class- on what- being an attention whore?
God forbid you should have to go to page two. There are some things that beggar human forbearance.
Again YOU amid your attempts at humour are missing the point. My stance is not based on “facts”. My stance is, she goes on and on and on her show about her girsl and how she is so into what they are doing and all of them and on and on. this proves she’s not. Everyone on else going on about how she did everything by the book and couldn’t have done any wrong are the ones who are claiming to have facts they don’t have.
I’m not sure the molested girls deserve any help, really. It just wouldn’t be fair to the millions of children suffering from worse abuse, or those who can get no help at all.
And please, Oprah didn’t have to build a school in South Africa for South Africans to notice a divide between the uber wealthy and the dirt poor. I mean, it can’t possibly be news that there are some bloody rich people in SA.
Oprah’s school seems a bit like an Ivy League that only lets in scholarship students. How horrific.
You can offer this gem from the Wiki article, you mean. With its AP quotes. But of course, you couldn’t be expected to know that a link to where you got the quote from was de rigueur here at the Straight Dope, you bein’ a n00b and all…oh wait.
[pause for a rolleyes that’s been building up for four pages now]
:rolleyes:
Again, what do you want from her–blood? She rushed to her daughters’ side as soon as she knew there was a problem, and laid about her with a mighty swift sword. Heads rolled. What else do you wannnnnnnt? she wailed in despair, wringing her hands.
K.
I’ll bite.
What facts do you have that I don’t? And, conversely, what facts do I have that you don’t? And remember, show your work. And if your head explodes during this exercise, it’s not my fault.
Can’t you read?
Try to keep up.
Your problem is that your are being forced to watch her show every day. I think you oughta sue somebody.
Apparently, suicide, but in the words of Oprah herself (again, apologies to Dorothy Parker):
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Even if I allow you your “outhouse to toilet” analogy, what would you approve of? Using something other than leaves or a corncob to wipe my ass? Automatic sensor flushing? A cushioned seat? A seat at all?