Late For Class

I visited my son the other day at his high school. We home schooled him all his life til just a few years ago. This school remarkably offered what we and he wanted, especially ROTC (No guns now. He still gets that at home.) and continuing Russian (I got hime started -s-. His teacher is fluent and married to a Russian immigrant.), as well as what the new world shrinks call 'socialization'. That is, he sees through the socialist goop and makes friends easily. That's what WE call socialization -s-. Oh yes, it's also my wife's alma mater.

We were having a great time. Commiserating with teachers and students, I noticed of course the encroaching darkness of collectivism/fascism/socialism/communism so common now. Failed social experiments and remedies consisting of more failed social experiments. An edge of fear and regimentation that my teachers and my wife's, including her mother would have at the least spurned and denigrated. Now they are accepted with a shrug and a 'what can you do' attitude.

Discipline stands out. Apathy seemingly honored (vis a vis They Live?), quite a few kids sleep in class. They are no longer admonished. If I had put my head down in class, my butt would have been handed to me. Well, you could nap in study hall lol. I did sometimes. After I finished any homework. Too many late nights watching Johnny Carson -s-. These kids are not taking advantage of the opportunities as had my son. There are others who do and quickly become bored if not challenged. We made sure the teachers our son has had were the ones who still did. They are fading fast with the dark night consuming the last sparks of decency and individuality that were standards in 'the old days'.

The socialist head of Indianapolis Public Schools, Dr. White, also instituted a uniform dress code. This was guaranteed he said, to even the playing field (what a commie concept) so no jealousy would arise from fashion statements. Also it forbids gang colors. WHAT A JOKE. There are more fights now than before (Including the amusing race baited ones where a moke comes round campus and pays kiddies 20 bucks etc to start trouble. Tried it with my son. Didn't work -s-.). Kids just bring their own street clothes and change right after the final bell.

Anyway, to make a short story long as I often do, Will and I were engaged in conversation between classes with one of his friends. She is a spirited girl from his Russian class. Non stop talker, dramatic to the max and fearless or crazy re expressing herself. She is often remonstrated against because of that mouth. She could use a little discretion -s-.

Off we went to the next class joking and talking about the future. It was raining and we were slowed down by the crowd and my fear of getting wet by sharing an umbrella (never mind).

Well, lo and behold as we approached the room their Russian teacher waved us all off summarily because we were 'late'. It was a dreaded hall sweep, which purges any laggers and banishes them to detention. WTF?

I was momentarily surprised. Hey it's Will and me etc. Didn't matter. We were 'late' and caught in the sweep. Oh yeah: The teachers can get in trouble if they let students in AFTER the bell!!! Otra vez: WTF???

In 'our' day, the teacher would admonish us not to be late or get a pass (I was a past master at getting around even the rules of those days lol btw). Now, nada. NO excuses.

Part of the reason is because of the terrible discipline problem. What a surprise. Parents and schools have gotten more than lax in an attempt to make kids 'feel' good. Mustn't hurt Johnny's and Janey's feelings. After all we are all equal ad infinitum...

The 'solution' is to crack down and contain the miscreants. There are some as I observed, but kids trying to learn are caught in the same net.

Net is the operative word. Felt like we were being herded like Planet of the Apes or perhaps toward the boxcars. Obey the rules/school/state or be confined on our whim. Yep there was detention in my day, but not like this. This had the stink of the state, not just some anal teacher everybody hated.

We were taken to the 'Forum' a small theater near the mainstage. This school had quite a drama department at one time. Guess this shows the devolvement that a theater is used to house those who disobey.

While waiting to be admitted, I commented re those boxcars and how people could have avoided them. And Will made ref to bullets. OHOH. Several kids flinched. Then his friend commented further re bullets and Freedom. Coulda knocked me over with a feather. Some of the kids flinched more. A few nodded. And of course, several just didn't care. A microcosm of society!

Wondering why I put up with this crap? Same reason we kept Will in school: To witness firsthand the s***storm descending. To finish what he started and with success stick it to them. To learn as much about what's wrong and then sound the horn. We've had many discussions re this socialist drivel and how the few decent teachers are socially neutered.

We sat after being told people from each school must sit together. There was no sitting where you wanted here. You must obey. Like the kid who one day wore a red shirt (Ironic color and one of the 'accepted' colors.). She was summarily told it was the wrong 'shade'. Her Mom had to bring the appropriate red tone. This guy, who I dubbed 'Grand Moff Huggins' said it was to instill obeying the rules. Uhuh.

We sat down and continued our spirited talk. I was waiting for some 'screw' to tell us to shut up. Didn't happen. When the subprincipal or administrator saw me and Will she told us we could go. What do you know. We were academic 'only ones'. Reason was Will is one of the high achievers and she knew he couldn't be a lagger. Must be some mistake. Uhuh. I said only if Will's friend came with us. Annette said she was with us. The lady did not believe her. I said that indeed she was. Admins eyes got big and inclided Annette. Off we went with not relief on my part but disgust. My comments seemed to reach deaf ears. Yep I copped out, pardon the pun. Shoulda led a Schindler's list outta there.

The Russian teach was glad to see us. But she said that she was subject to discipline herself if she didn't observe the rules. Sieg friggin heil. After class, she had to hurry to an admin meeting and couldn't be late. They make em sign in and yep they get penalized if they are late.

Found out she's stressed and on Prozac. What a surprise. Her hubby btw came from Soviet Union. He carries a gun. She voted for Sotero and shakes her head cuz we are in such a mess here. Nice gal but um mixed up.

I don't regret our sending Will to the school. Interestingly this stuff just got added within the last year. The state has finally arrived kathunk.

My advice, get your kids homeschooled and keep them there, unless you can stomach the stench of the state.

After the 'bullet boxcar' comments bet they admins would poop if they knew I had a gun on my hip -wink-. Of course that's against federal etc laws. Uhuh.

And just in case you think I'd REALLY be led to a boxcar, aint gonna happen. Unless I was needed in the underground network at the camp -s- (If they did nab me, I'd probably just be quicklu executed. Can't reeducate me hehehe.).

Will someday will take his oath to protect and defend the Constitution as a Marine pilot. He will bear everything in mind. As for his friend, I hope she becomes a leader in the Resistance.