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Rantings of a Sandmonkey

Be forewarned: The writer of this blog is an extremely cynical, snarky, pro-US, secular, libertarian, disgruntled sandmonkey. If this is your cup of tea, please enjoy your stay here. If not, please sod off

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

My Jaw just hit the floor

This is intensely mindboggelingly incredibly stupid: “Don’t Laugh at Me” (or dlam) was born when Yarrow—a veteran of the civil-rights, gender-equality, nucleardisarmament, peace, and Amtrak-subsidization movements—heard a country ballad of that name at the Kerrville Folk Festival, in the summer of 1999. Moved to tears by its swelling harmonies and first-person testaments to the effects of ridicule—“I’m a little boy with glasses, the one they call a geek / A little girl who never smiles ’cause I’ve got braces on my teeth”—he decided to incorporate the tune into Peter, Paul & Mary’s repertoire. At a gig with the National Association of Elementary School Principals, the group played the song. “The principals gave a tremendous response to it, and said, ‘We need this in our schools,’ ” Chic Dambach, Operation Respect’s president and C.E.O., said the other day. “And Peter, being the activist and the organizer that he is, said, ‘You won’t just have a song but a whole program.’ ” dlam is now used in at least twelve thousand American schools and camps. [...] On to dlam’s outreach video. The tape included accounts of book-slamming, sandwich-spitting, and shin-kicking, as well as footage of a rendition of “Don’t Laugh at Me” that Yarrow had performed at the United Nations. “A ridicule-free world,” a soothing voice intoned. “It’s possible, but only with everyone’s help.” (dlam’s efforts at enrichment may also extend to Peter, Paul & Mary’s back catalogue. Page 22 of the teacher’s guide instructs: “Tell students that this version of the song ‘Don’t Laugh at Me’ is sung by Peter, Paul & Mary. If you have not already done so, tell them a little bit about the group. . . . In the early 1960s, Peter, Paul & Mary were the #1 recording group in the country.” ) Next up was “The Big Betrayal Conflict Script,” a skit about two friends, Terry and Sasha, who get into a fight at a basketball game. The exercise emphasized using “I messages,” as opposed to those that begin with “you” and, therefore, can put their targets on the defensive. (dlam also recommends having students simulate the sound of a rainstorm and discuss a story called “The Maligned Wolf.”) LOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! Ok, you know what? This is pathetic! This is beyoned pathetic! Who thinks of this shit? Crap like that never works, You know why? Cause Kids are cruel to each other, and that's a good thing. It's one of Highschool's greatest traditions. It introduces you to the real world and it builds your character, not to mention motivates the shit out of you. You were fat in Highschool? Not for long you weren't! The abuse made sure of that. You were weak, you didn't know how to defend yourself? Well, nothing motivates you to get stronger and learn how to fight then having some prick pick on you. And you did that, because you had to. You didn't know how to talk back? Well, you sure picked up that essential survival skill pretty damn quickly. Shit, it's seems that that's the only thing they teach in school nowadays. And it's good, because a person who doesn't know how to argue or talk back will get walked on by people all of their lives. That's the way things are! Not to mention, conflict is an essential part of life. Hell.. conflict is life! You will have conflict at your school. You will have it at your jobs, and you will have it in your house, with your significant other, or family members or the hellspawns you call your offspring. And i hate to break it to you, but not all conflict can be rationally resolved, because not all conflicts are rational (Ever try arguing with a woman? Then you know what i am talking about! j/k). The "we would all get along if we only try" crap only works if some people are willing to resolve the situation, and sometimes you don't want the situation resolved. Sometimes it's good to have unresolved conflicts: it rids of you of unhealthy relationships, shitty friends and bad working enviroment. Not to mention, this method completly ignores the existance of Jerks: They do exist you know, and not all of them are "scarred from the inside" and "in need of a hug"; some people are just mean, DEAL WITH IT! We all do! Not to mention, a ridicule free world? That's our aim now? Where is the fun in that? What about those who deserve to be rediculed? What about Ward Churchil? Paris Hilton? Lindsay Lohan? What about John Effen Kerry?Or the idiots that embaress Islam and Egyptians every time they open their mouths? What? Are we all so sensitive now that we will respect everyone's opinion, even the incredibly stupid? You wanna tell me that I can't make fun of the Simpson sisters? Screw that! I like making fun of them! It's fun and they DESERVE IT! You people are creating a generation of co-dependent, weak, emotionaly imbalanced, woe-is-me, self-victimizing- hyper-sensitive wussies! All because you listen to people like that Hurdle-Price guy. For once i am glad that Kids don't listen, because they shouldn't listen to his kind of softie new-age stupid bullshit. “Just make sure they’re sticking to the formula,” Hurdle-Price advised. “I often get students who say, ‘I feel that you are stupid.’ ” Mr Price, I think you should listen to what they have to say! I have a feeling they are on to something!

11 Comments:

At 6/29/2005 10:57:00 AM, Blogger gatorbait said...

Jesus H Christ, why does anyone still listen the child molesting pervert ,Yarrow? Good God, my dad the First Shirt must be spinning in his grave.

I have nephew who is one of these kinds of weasels .His mommy won't let his mean old uncle correct his whiny ass. Just great, a whole gang of these little football bats.

 
At 6/29/2005 11:20:00 AM, Blogger Steve in Boston said...

ROFL! John Effen Kerry. I just love that and will use it every Effen day :)

I have a plan that will help undo the damage of Yarrow.

Everyone grab a cricket bat.

Each time the man even looks like he's going to open his mouth, smack him upside the head with the bat.

Even pathetic morons such as Yarrow will learn to keep their mouth shut with this ancient teaching method.

 
At 6/29/2005 12:13:00 PM, Blogger Polly Prissy-Pants said...

"I feel that you are stupid" -ha, at least he used an 'I' Phrase

 
At 6/29/2005 01:19:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Peter, Paul and Mary, geesh--I hated 'em in the '60s! Dropped one too many 'ludes I'm thinking...
Later
Tater

 
At 6/29/2005 01:42:00 PM, Anonymous Tina said...

Fortunately, the only places this crap is taking root is in blue states (and it shows).

These kids will never be prepared to function in the real world, NEVER!

 
At 6/29/2005 02:35:00 PM, Anonymous Melissa in NorCal said...

Yes, We call it the "Pussification of America". We have kids sports now, where at the end of the season, EVERYONE gets the same trophy, no matter where your team placed. Isn't that ridiculous? Talk about a rude wakening as an adult. Geeez!

 
At 6/29/2005 03:24:00 PM, Blogger JohnL said...

You made me cwie, mistah sandmonkey.

waah

 
At 6/29/2005 06:21:00 PM, Blogger Ron Larson said...

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At 6/29/2005 06:40:00 PM, Blogger Ron Larson said...

There is some good in this. It teaches children how to recognize two-faced liars. How to recognize irony.

In 1971 I was in 4th grade in a California elemetry school. The school district was run by a bunch of new-age pussies who made sure every student passed because they don't want to label anyone as a looser. They didn't believe in dicipline either. Brats where "reasoned" with and given more care and attention.

At then end of the school year all us students where assembled into the cafeteria for a special suprise. The principal had the outgoing 6th grade class (the next year they go to a different school) get up on stage and sing a song to the rest of us. The had to sing "You've got a friend" by James Taylor.

That was the first time I truely understood irony. I remember standing there in shock at how these cretons could stand up there and tell me that they are my "friends" and that I can call them any time. Yea right. And I've got a bridge to sell you. Dude. If I were in trouble, I'd call Charles Manson before I would call you.

I'm sure it is no different today. Same shit. Different song.

 
At 6/30/2005 08:10:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Of course, bullies are a different story altogether, right? The young tyrants who focus their relentless abuse on the weak and vulnerable kids and beat them to the ground, psychologically and physically. You can be strong, but if the name-calling, beatings, and intimidation goes on and on, there is a breaking point where children sometimes commit suicide. Does that mean they're weak? Hey, they're kids, and in their world, it seems like there will never be an end to the abuse, and sometimes they take desperate measures to end it. The focus of the video should have been specifically about bullying and how to stop it.

 
At 6/30/2005 09:00:00 AM, Blogger gatorbait said...

Well,the way it used to work for me with bullies was to catch them without their entourage and kick the hell out of them. It was amazing how they seemed to attain a whole new sense of self in that Zen sort of way. They'd obtain the correct attitude in a short time.

Kumbaya, isn't tha tan ancient folky word for horseshit?

 

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