Nothing says COMEDY like Fake Gunmen
Still working like crazy and really behind schedule, but this had to be shared. Perhaps my favorite news story ever.
And sure, this could be a reflection of our society. Somehow representative of things gone bad, in terms of guns or violence or mental health or just basic human decency. Perhaps we can learn from this incident. Perhaps from this awful happening we can draw something useful and good. Maybe make the world a better place.
It's obvious to me, anyways, that there's one easy way to fix this. To keep our kids safe, to keep our teachers straight, and to make the world a better place? We need these people in our schools.

You think Officer Dustin Nguyen or Officer Peter DeLuise would've been crying on the floor? You think Officer Holly Robinson would've flipped out? You think Officer Richard Grieco would've let the teachers get away with any of this? HECK NO. Hunky Officer Johnny Depp would've keel-hauled the teacher and his stupid hooded sweat shirt! ARRR!
Oh sure. Putting good-looking young undercover police officers in all our schools may be difficult. It may be expensive. It may even be impossible and humanly unfeasible. But it needs to be done.
For the children. And the hooded sweat shirt-wearing teachers who want to pretend hurt them.
Teachers stage fake gunman attack on sixth gradersOh man. If something as crazy as this can happen in a place like "Murfreesboro", it can happen anywhere.
MURFREESBORO, Tennessee (AP) -- Staff members of an elementary school staged a fictitious gun attack on students during a class trip, telling them it was not a drill as the children cried and hid under tables.
Some parents said they were upset by the staff's poor judgment in light of the April 16 shootings at Virginia Tech that left 33 students and professors dead, including the gunman.Ya think?
During the last night of the trip, staff members convinced the 69 students that there was a gunman on the loose. They were told to lie on the floor or hide underneath tables and stay quiet. A teacher, disguised in a hooded sweat shirt, even pulled on a locked door.AWE... SOME... Because nothing shows the good judgement of the adults you trust your children to every day... then to have them disguise themselves in hooded sweatshirts and act as if they're going to murder your children.
After the lights went out, about 20 kids started to cry... "I was like, 'Oh My God,' " she said. "At first I thought I was going to die. We flipped out."
And sure, this could be a reflection of our society. Somehow representative of things gone bad, in terms of guns or violence or mental health or just basic human decency. Perhaps we can learn from this incident. Perhaps from this awful happening we can draw something useful and good. Maybe make the world a better place.
It's obvious to me, anyways, that there's one easy way to fix this. To keep our kids safe, to keep our teachers straight, and to make the world a better place? We need these people in our schools.

You think Officer Dustin Nguyen or Officer Peter DeLuise would've been crying on the floor? You think Officer Holly Robinson would've flipped out? You think Officer Richard Grieco would've let the teachers get away with any of this? HECK NO. Hunky Officer Johnny Depp would've keel-hauled the teacher and his stupid hooded sweat shirt! ARRR!
Oh sure. Putting good-looking young undercover police officers in all our schools may be difficult. It may be expensive. It may even be impossible and humanly unfeasible. But it needs to be done.
For the children. And the hooded sweat shirt-wearing teachers who want to pretend hurt them.


1 Comments:
From the Klan to the atomic bomb, stupidity seems to flourish in Tennessee. Country music doesn't start out stupid, but then they mix it in Nashville, it gets exposed it to that good 'ol Tennessee air, and pretty soon it's as dumb as Johnny Knoxville. Who also comes from Tennessee. Tennessee exists to make Kentucky look clever.
I have a love/hate relationship with the South. And ol' hate, he's a-winnin'...
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