|infinite zest |
down with homework
You have to own a belt to go to school? What if your pants don't require one?
I'm assuming they're talking about pants that sag halfway down.. in that case I think I'd need a belt. They had weird rules at my school too. A friend of mine had an old Colt 45 shirt that he got because it had Lando Calrissian on the front and they confiscated it. I wore the same shirt almost every day and it said "Millions of Dead Cops" and they never said anything (!?)
They introduced those rules to my high school eventually. I can't really fault them for it. Kids were getting shot.
I always wished we had school uniforms.
My school had a uniform but those rascal kids still broke the dress cose with their loud shoes and hair.
|Rodents of Unusual Size |
What the fuck kind of school has the time to enforce a no chin stubble rule?
it's called a public school I think. Goodbye arts, hello clean shaven teenagers.
Public School sucked for me in the 20th century too. The city's not super huge but the school I was closest to continued to cut arts (they had a band for the football team but that's about it, no orchestra) so I got transferred out of there because I guess I was a good musician. So instead of a 1 mile commute to Cleveland I had to bike all the hilly way up to Wilson, 5 miles in the winter rain with a bassoon on my back every morning for Orchestra because the busses wouldn't pick me up. I graduated early for a reason.
I went to three separate high-schools across the whole spectrum of what high-schools can be. The public school had no dress code, and the poshest one, a prep school, had a fairly straightforward dress code: wear a collared shirt, and whatever pants you want so long as they aren't blue jeans.
I'm having a difficult time imagining why a Texas public school would need a stricter dress code than an elite New England boarding school, but whatever. Maybe the schoolboard thinks American kids need to become acclimated to the panopticon, because they will be living in the panopticon?
|infinite zest |
It was 1968. We were on recon in a hot Mekong delta. An overheated private removed his flack jacket, revealing a shirt with an iron-on sporting the MAD slogan "Up with Miniskirts!". We all had a good laugh, even though I didn't quite understand it. But our momentary lapse of concentration allowed charlie to get the drop on us. I spent the next three years in a POW camp, forced to subsist on a thin stew made of fish, vegetables, prawns, coconut milk, and four kinds of rice. I came close to madness trying to find it here in the states, but they just can't get the spices right!
Kids are so stupid that they will riot to stay -inside- of the school. Great. Burn the fucking world down right now, please.
Wouldn't that be the opposite of stupid?
You're right. These poor kids should cling to an education system that gets steadily worse as the years go by, just so that they can have a chance to go to a university that will bleed them dry and leave them with very few options in life.
Yeah, that's the smart thing to do. :/
This is why American kids are falling behind the rest of the industrialized world.
At least the one kid had academic concerns.
|Caminante Nocturno |
The full gravity of this riot didn't hit me until I saw that picture of a tipped over trash can.
Seeing that in person must have been Hell on Earth.
|Father Avalanche |
WE DEMAND MORE ASBESTOS
Withdrawing education as punishment to ensure stupidity and failure in life is one of the things that makes America great as a propaganda tool for Islamic militants, communists, and libertarians.
Good fuckin' job!
fuck you andre smith, you well dressed asshole
you start the year with rules enforcements to try and shape behavior, doing it at the end of the year is fucktarded.
Those lovable scamps, they're rioting at a college level.
|Syd Midnight |
My high school made a "no wearing jackets in class" rule for some goddamn reason, something about kids hiding drugs and knives and walkmans and shit in the pockets, and my homeroom teacher made me take off my beloved jeans jacket that had enough pockets to carry 12 cassettes, a walkman, and spare batteries. And it had the Led Zeppelin IV symbols on the back.
So I asked her for a pair of scissors then cut the sleeves off and said "There, now its a vest" and put it back on. And thats how I stuck it to The Man in 1990.
|Aubrey McFate |
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