January 27th, 2004

Archmage Chaos

Fed Up

If it hadn't already, it has officially gone too far.

NASHVILLE, Tenn. — The school honour roll, a time-honoured system for rewarding A students, has become an apparent source of embarrassment for some underachievers. As a result, all Nashville schools have stopped posting honour rolls, and some are also considering a ban on hanging good work in the hallways — all at the advice of school lawyers.

ENOUGH. "Oh, we can't post honour rolls, that makes the kids that didn't make them feel bad." GOOD. Maybe they'll get off their sad asses and do better, eh? This whole PC thing is bad enough, and it just gets worse every day, but now we actually have a school NOT posting Honour Rolls, for fear that some slacker students are gonna feel bad. This is such a load of bullshit that it's not even funny. In trying not to "hurt" the rotten end of the spectrum, we are simultaneously hurting the cream of the crop, by NOT recognizing their hard work?

Where's the pay-off for working diligently? Nowhere. Apparently, if you point out someone that took the effort to bust ass and make the grade, those pathetic losers are gonna feel bad, so they decided not too. What a sham.Sandy Johnson, chief instructional officer for the Nashville schools, says the restrictions go “far beyond the honour roll.” “It’s for anything having to do with grades and attendance or anything normally reserved just for the student or parent,” she said. Do you believe this shit? Their actually getting permission slips signed to LET them recognize a student's work!

Others think it might be a good idea to get rid of the honour roll, as Principal Steven Baum did at Julia Green Elementary in Nashville. “The rationale was, if there are some children that always make it and others that always don’t make it, there is a very subtle message that was sent,” he said. “I also understand right to privacy is the legal issue for the new century.” Baum thinks spelling bees and other publicly graded events are leftovers from the days of ranking and sorting students. Yeah, because, Goddess forbid we encourage kids to excel and achieve. Can't have that, not in today's sick little world.

Fuckin' Stupid. This is how your children are growing up: being taught that they don't have to make the grade; that if they fail, someone will bail them out; that if they work hard, no one will recognize it; that you only have to be as good as the weakest link; that you don't have to deal with hurt; that you don't have to compete for anything. Every day I hate the world a little bit more.
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Proof That I'm A Big Softee Underneath

This morning, Erik claimed he wasn't feeling good, so Di told him he could just stay home. Now, this is after last night, when he claimed he wasn't feeling good, and went to bed early, so it was possible, yeah. She left for her physical therapy appointment, and I went back to sleep.

7:50, Erik comes in, telling me he's feeling better. OK, I'm a little annoyed, since it seems he pulled a fast one and got a day off. Di comes home to change clothes before heading to work at 8:30, and, to my happy surprise, he quite happily agrees that since he's feeling much better, he can go to school today. So, I drive her to work, and drive him on.

On the way, I made a point of telling him how proud I was of him for making the right decision. I know WAY too many kids that would have taken advantage of the situation, and the fact that he didn't said volumes, and I made sure he knew that. A while back we had talked about integrity and the importance of honour, and I made a point of telling him that this showed a lot of integrity, and again, that I was really proud of him and that it made me feel good.

And then I noticed that I was starting to get that feeling, you know the one, that feeling in the corners of your eyes that ALMOST feels like tears are coming. I realized that it wasn't just that I was proud of him for doing right, I actually DID feel very good about it all. For one brief minute, I felt like a proud father.

EDIT: apparently, after I dropped him off at his grandmother's place, she fed him a muffin, and he puked anyway...so he stayed home, but at her place. I'd rather he was here, but whatever. So yes, he really was feeling bad...but I'm still proud of him for doing the right thing.
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Afternoon

Well, supposedly, ibdreamy is going to call me eventually to come fix up her new machine...but I know she has to work at 3:30, so we'll see. Until then...um...guess I'll just sit here and goof off.
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Women's Size Study

There is a new study out about women and how they feel about their ass. The results were pretty interesting.

85% of women think their ass is too big...

10% of women think their ass is too little...

The other 5% say that they don't care - they love him and would have married him anyway.
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*Thump**Thump**Thump**Thump*

Just finished playing Dead To Rights. Not bad, I suppose, if you want to be annoyed at the lack of visual motion and don't want to be too bothered by a deep storyline or a lot of abilities. If, though, you are looking for a game that consists of constant running and shooting, running and shooting, running and shooting, with the occasional 30 seconds of mini-game thrown in, all wrapped in a story that is clichéd, stretched, convenient, and a tad goofy...this is your game.

I'll give it one mark, for sure, though...it keeps the heart a-thumpin'. I've got an adrenaline rush right now that doesn't seem to want to go away.