School Problems


Beware of any commentary by any person that starts with the words
"Back in my day..." (W.C. Davis--September 1st, 2002)

Back in my day, if you were caught with a soda at school, you were sent to the principal's office, or just suspended right on the spot. Period. Also; you were on campus until the end of the day--unless you had some kind of special circumstances. If you got caught trying to leave (or coming back onto) campus, then you were just suspended right on the spot. Period. And, back in my day, if the school band wanted new uniforms, or if my baseball team wanted better equipment, then we students knocked our asses out selling candy bars and raffle tickets. Period.

Apparently it is a bit different now. Kids drink soda all day at school; and they are mostly overweight, and they can leave campus at lunch, and they are not required to do their own fund-raising. You know, I think I'm starting to understand the problem with the fucking kids now. When did school become such a goddamn joke?

You have to "teach" responsibility, okay? And since the parents cannot be bothered to do it, the teachers and coaches have to. You have to teach kids the value of suffering through a school day with no Dr. Pepper. You cannot let children ask themselves questions like 'Gee, what kind of fast food do I want for lunch today?' Seriously; kids should either wake up early and make their own lunch, or be forced to eat that gruel in the cafeteria. Period. And when it comes to fund-raising, schools should not get contract-money from Coke, Pepsi, and Gatorade. If the kids want something new or different, then let the kids pay for it.

But if you really want to save money and do fund-raising in the cafeteria, then lets do it right: put slot machines in the lunchroom so kids can gamble away their lunch money. And why have a "lunchroom"? Let's fire the entire cafeteria staff and stop buying food altogether. Look at all the money we're saving now! And then we can install 50 or so Vend-O-matics in the cafeteria, where the kids can buy cupcakes, cream pies, and twinkies. (Let's get some contract money from Hostess, too. Hell, make a big, fat, yellow "twinkie" your new school mascot.) Now we're not only saving money, but making tons of it! Sweets and soda and slots, oh my! Since we're obviously not going to teach these kids anything about responsibility, then let's at least show those fat, lazy punks how business works.



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