So what was the purpose of me sitting in a gymnasium and listening to all this bullshit about the Canucks? It wasn’t just propaganda, it was peer pressure: the very thing all the faculty and Saturday morning cartoons and the Fresh Prince of Bel Air were trying to tell us was bad. If you live in Canada, and you go to school, the peer pressure to like whatever local hockey team everyone is rooting for is enormous. It fills every conversation. You could try and talk about your weekend and someone will cut in and say, “Yeah, I watched the game this weekend,” and someone else will pipe in, “Me too!” Then you’d have to sit back and listen to these fuckers go on about their inept opinions about what player should have done what and when.
Before Pokemon, people traded hockey cards in school hallways. They use to have hockey card scrambles where some asshole kid would throw all his unwanted cards in the air and everyone would run like he was throwing fifty dollar bills. Kids would get injured trying to nab some reject card he already had five of.
There was no need to have a school assembly talking about the Canucks. It was like calling in all the Hitler Youth after a rally. Let’s say every kid in school like the show Lost, back when it was popular. Based on that, should they then hold a Lost rally in the gym? WTF?
I wasn’t going to start liking the Canucks based on the say-so of my least favourite teachers if everything else in our hockey-centric society had failed. It was like a last-ditch effort to brainwash someone before sending them off to the death camps.
Back to the subject of douchebags, I was thinking more on the segregation of classes back in high school, and realized it wasn’t merely based on grades, but race as well. All the Natives and non-white kids (excluding honour roll Asians) were in the dummy class. You can say it was just happenstance that these children were in the “retard” class, but who’s giving them the grades? The teachers who put them there. So they’re being singled out under the pretence of academic achievement. Let’s say you’re a C+ student, and you’re First Nations, or whatever “Injuns” were calling themselves at the time. You find yourself placed in a class for other “under-achievers,” and you notice that most of the kids in your class look like you. Meanwhile, there’s this white kid with about the same grades as you over in the “smart” class,” and save for a dash of yellow, all the other kids look pretty damn pale to you. Isn’t that racial segregation?
This was all for a teacher who made his class listen to Bruce Springstein, so obviously he’s a sadistic racist.
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