11 thoughts on “We Don’t Need No Education, Part I”
That top pic must be a shop class. All male, teacher hiding way in the back. He’s trying to hide the fact that he lost his left eye in a horrendous lathe accident. A couple of those guys look like they’re wearing test patterns. The bottom shot surely has to be freshman English Lit. Mostly women. Only 4 guys with dull expressions. As a general rule dudes don’t give a fig about any sort of literature. Hey you never did venture a guess on what those kids in your header pic are doing with their hands.
You must be right. In a picture I found of Western Lit class, the girls all have books open, and the boys are just standing around. I guessed that the kids in the header were playing “air” instruments–I know I sent that response–like “air guitar.” That lathe accident comment brought to mind the image of Johnny Cash’s brother falling on to a wood saw in the 40s and being cut in two. Ick!
It’s pretty clear to me that they…hold on …I feel a song coming on…
I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Please, Louise, pull them off of my knees
Jack, get Mack, come on before they crack
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That top pic must be a shop class. All male, teacher hiding way in the back. He’s trying to hide the fact that he lost his left eye in a horrendous lathe accident. A couple of those guys look like they’re wearing test patterns. The bottom shot surely has to be freshman English Lit. Mostly women. Only 4 guys with dull expressions. As a general rule dudes don’t give a fig about any sort of literature. Hey you never did venture a guess on what those kids in your header pic are doing with their hands.
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You must be right. In a picture I found of Western Lit class, the girls all have books open, and the boys are just standing around. I guessed that the kids in the header were playing “air” instruments–I know I sent that response–like “air guitar.” That lathe accident comment brought to mind the image of Johnny Cash’s brother falling on to a wood saw in the 40s and being cut in two. Ick!
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Gross. I never knew that.
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It’s pretty clear to me that they…hold on …I feel a song coming on…
I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Please, Louise, pull them off of my knees
Jack, get Mack, come on before they crack
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Woah, Milo, come on, come on let’s go! I’m suddely in a prom dress dancing with Ren and confetti in my hair!
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And on a darker note: We don’t need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers leave them kids alone!
Looking forward to your second installment.
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Bravo on your British accent! I can see the students being put in a meat grinder!
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You can’t have your pudding if you don’t eat your meat, Kevin Bacon. Best I could do to mix Footloose and Pink Floyd. Sorry, Mates!
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nope– just a little style. 😀
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Boredom must look the same in any decade. Only in the 50’s it must have radiated from that radiator. . .or something like that. 🙂
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Exactamundo.
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