That is hilarious! My freshman year (before I was even political) I made a bleeding heart 'Critical thinking & writing' prof of mine get teary-eyed because of my views on poverty.
I wasn't deliberately trying to be a jerk, but she made us read and discuss this absolutely rediculous story about how a woman who partied, got pregnant, became poor...then on welfare, blah blah blah... and then tried to make us believe it is society's fault and that she just had 'a run of bad luck'. I simply stated how/why it was complete crap, its her own fault, and I didn't feel sorry for her as she was unwilling to change her life to get out of her situation.
When I suggested that she could put her child in temporary foster care until she found a steady job, I thought she was going to break down emotionally. To the prof's credit though, I did receive good marks in the class!
Well done!
One other thing I did:
Did your school ever have anyone handing out those "Socialist Worker's Party" newspapers?
One day I'm walking to class and some hippie hands me one of these. I grinned at him, in such a way that he appeared to think it was a grin of approval. Then, I pulled a lighter out of my pocket, lit it up and threw it on the concrete and watched it burn. The guy had a look on his face like I'd just killed his poodle.
I don't smoke, so I lucked out that I had a lighter that day (it was for a project in a class.)
Logic does not make sense to these people.
The teacher who got mad at me was because we had to go to a local jail as a class. Got locked into a cell, then had to mingle with the prisioners and come back to class and discuss how that made us feel. I was the only one who said it was too cushy there. These people were criminals, why were we treating them to work out gyms, game rooms, library books, unlimited resources...etc. They deserved to be punished, not living on my dime.