What's the name of that little desert mouse?
Cody's coming into town today! I must say that out of everybody I know, I think I admire him most.
He has a linguistic genius unmatched by anybody else, he stands for everything right and just, his sincerity doesn't put him above a great sense of humor (You'll notice that 95% of everything that's ever in my AIM profile is something that he said), and his works in writing and drawing are brilliant. I know he doesn't open up to very many people and (subsequently) make a lot of friends, but I'm glad I took the time to get to know him when G-13 took that trip to Bloomington that day.
I think we were all about to leave...or maybe G-13 was about to go to Taco Bell. But we left the mall at the same time that Cody left. As we left the arcade, Cody realized he had forgotten his backpack. As he went back to get it, G-13 kept on walking, but I stayed in the entrance to wait up for him. I think that's when we really started talking.
Anyway, I'm thinking that today's going to be a very good day!
It took Melissa and me two nights to finish watching Dune. It's five hours long, but pretty cool. It's always cool to see the story of the cocky little understudy develop into a respected (and oh so bad-ass) tank of a man that can't be stopped, as seen in Muad'dib. There are always things to be learned about leadership through movies like this, even though often times the characters put into leadership type roles are superhumanly charismatic. Muad'dib leads a people on a mission that ultimately brings forth their retribution to a long oppressive government, and being the eye-for-an-eye advocate that I am, I felt like I should be able to relate to that.
Why? They say things don't really matter until they hit you personally. As you all know, Mr. Robinson retired last year, and since then we've had to put up with Mrs. Bolden. Although I admire positive-discipline, it doesn't work...and it seems like our zero-tolerance policies from the Robinson era have disipated, and all we're left with is an apathetic principal that just wants to make friends with the students. Now, this hits me personally because a (freshman) friend of mine has been intimidated all year by a group of rowdy freshmen (who are complete fucking morons), and intimidation escalated to violence the other day... Last year under Mr. Robinson, these kids would have been arrested and expelled on the spot...and Mrs. Bolden is letting them off with a suspension... Something similar happened to me my freshman year, and I told Mr. Robinson that I felt like a student should be able to go to school and feel safe from harm--that stuff like this really doesn't need to be happening. He agreed with me, and I'm pretty sure that that statement was the official beginning of his zero-tolerance act...
Mouse wrote in a previous blog, "More often I look around at people and think, 'Holy fuck, our country gives equal rights to that guy??!! Because he obviously doesn't know how to use them..." ...and this is precisely how I feel about the idiots who picked on my friend the other day. As a member of former principal Robinson's student advisory committee, I feel like I still have some pull as far as school policy, and I'm going to do my best to make sure that school policy and administration does everything it can to flex its muscles and make these fuckers get what's coming to them. Eye for an eye doesn't have to mean physical pain... I'm very capable of ruining people's lives at Southeast without ever laying a finger on them. Conversely...I can make people lots of friends and give them influence of their own. It's time to finish the job that Mr. Robinson started. I love being involved....
So yeah, that's how I'm bad-ass like Muad'dib. The end.
He has a linguistic genius unmatched by anybody else, he stands for everything right and just, his sincerity doesn't put him above a great sense of humor (You'll notice that 95% of everything that's ever in my AIM profile is something that he said), and his works in writing and drawing are brilliant. I know he doesn't open up to very many people and (subsequently) make a lot of friends, but I'm glad I took the time to get to know him when G-13 took that trip to Bloomington that day.
I think we were all about to leave...or maybe G-13 was about to go to Taco Bell. But we left the mall at the same time that Cody left. As we left the arcade, Cody realized he had forgotten his backpack. As he went back to get it, G-13 kept on walking, but I stayed in the entrance to wait up for him. I think that's when we really started talking.
Anyway, I'm thinking that today's going to be a very good day!
It took Melissa and me two nights to finish watching Dune. It's five hours long, but pretty cool. It's always cool to see the story of the cocky little understudy develop into a respected (and oh so bad-ass) tank of a man that can't be stopped, as seen in Muad'dib. There are always things to be learned about leadership through movies like this, even though often times the characters put into leadership type roles are superhumanly charismatic. Muad'dib leads a people on a mission that ultimately brings forth their retribution to a long oppressive government, and being the eye-for-an-eye advocate that I am, I felt like I should be able to relate to that.
Why? They say things don't really matter until they hit you personally. As you all know, Mr. Robinson retired last year, and since then we've had to put up with Mrs. Bolden. Although I admire positive-discipline, it doesn't work...and it seems like our zero-tolerance policies from the Robinson era have disipated, and all we're left with is an apathetic principal that just wants to make friends with the students. Now, this hits me personally because a (freshman) friend of mine has been intimidated all year by a group of rowdy freshmen (who are complete fucking morons), and intimidation escalated to violence the other day... Last year under Mr. Robinson, these kids would have been arrested and expelled on the spot...and Mrs. Bolden is letting them off with a suspension... Something similar happened to me my freshman year, and I told Mr. Robinson that I felt like a student should be able to go to school and feel safe from harm--that stuff like this really doesn't need to be happening. He agreed with me, and I'm pretty sure that that statement was the official beginning of his zero-tolerance act...
Mouse wrote in a previous blog, "More often I look around at people and think, 'Holy fuck, our country gives equal rights to that guy??!! Because he obviously doesn't know how to use them..." ...and this is precisely how I feel about the idiots who picked on my friend the other day. As a member of former principal Robinson's student advisory committee, I feel like I still have some pull as far as school policy, and I'm going to do my best to make sure that school policy and administration does everything it can to flex its muscles and make these fuckers get what's coming to them. Eye for an eye doesn't have to mean physical pain... I'm very capable of ruining people's lives at Southeast without ever laying a finger on them. Conversely...I can make people lots of friends and give them influence of their own. It's time to finish the job that Mr. Robinson started. I love being involved....
So yeah, that's how I'm bad-ass like Muad'dib. The end.