Uphill, in the snow, both ways
The holidays must be well and truly over. We're back to Double Albom Sunday (one sports, one general The World Is Going To Hell for the newspages) at the Freep:
Today, the idea of bouncing a ball seems so incredibly lame, you'd wonder if the kid doing it had problems.
Today, the idea of bouncing a ball seems so incredibly lame, you'd wonder if the kid doing it had problems.
But that's the thing. We didn't have problems. Not like they have today. We didn't dream of torching the school, having sex with our teachers or getting back at enemies by destroying their reputation in cyberspace.
Damn kids! Wearing their baseball caps backwards. Boinking their teachers. Murdering the English language. Torching the school. And their music? It's just noise!
posted by fev at 12:10 PM
2 Comments:
Oh, puh-lease.
No cyberspace revenge, of course. But is he honestly saying that nobody ever trashed a school or set it afire, or dreamed of sleeping with a teacher, or scrawled names and lies on bathroom walls?
Yeah.
Nothing like that ever happened before oh 1990.
I'm a few years older than Albom, and I could name a half-dozen high school classmates who may not have dreamed of having sex with teachers, but did have sex with teachers.
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