Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Gay High School in New York City
http://www.cnn.com/2003/EDUCATION/07/28/gay.school.ap/index.html
Oh if Jerry Falwell were dead and buried, he’d be turning over in his grave. Well, if he were really dead, he wouldn’t be turning now would he? But regardless, the news on Tuesday did not bode well. New York has started a gay high school. But the whole prospectc leaves me with some questions.
How do you get in? I mean, can you get in by just saying “I’m here, I’m queer. Get over it.”? Or do you have to audition for some theatre arts production? Or is there some stereotypical written exam? Or worse do you have to bring in pictures of you in flagrante delicto with another gay high schooler wannabe? (That would be the oral exam I guess) Can 14 year old boys or potential freshmen tomboys get provisional admission for attending until they find out if it’s just a phase they are going through? And what about those metrosexuals who don't want to miss out on anything?
Now imagine the coursework that these kids could participate in.
Human anatomy—Been there, done him.
Human sexuality from top to bottom.
Home Economics: Or The Naked Chef meets a Martha Stewart look alike and they learn how to sew fabulous outfits from an aging draq queen.
History: Oh those crazy Greeks
And what about sports? I haven’t figured out a good mascot yet, but I can see a winning football team. Seriously. The guys on the line could be husky bears. The guys in the backfield could be nimble gym bunnies—good at spotting each other and sharing. And of course a couple of tight ends, like we can even find one now. And let’s not forget wrestling, in the Greco-Roman style.
Can you imagine the glittering gayla prom night? How about “Leather and Lace” as the theme, and see who comes in what.
And it would seem that you would never want to miss a day of class, else everyone would be calling you “Miss Thang” and talking trash about you. Lots of possibilities this school.
Well, I hope it works out for the kids. It’s tough enough not knowing what the hell is going on sometimes, but knowing for certain you’re gonna get hassled for it anyway.
Now what about the mascot??????
http://www.cnn.com/2003/EDUCATION/07/28/gay.school.ap/index.html
Oh if Jerry Falwell were dead and buried, he’d be turning over in his grave. Well, if he were really dead, he wouldn’t be turning now would he? But regardless, the news on Tuesday did not bode well. New York has started a gay high school. But the whole prospectc leaves me with some questions.
How do you get in? I mean, can you get in by just saying “I’m here, I’m queer. Get over it.”? Or do you have to audition for some theatre arts production? Or is there some stereotypical written exam? Or worse do you have to bring in pictures of you in flagrante delicto with another gay high schooler wannabe? (That would be the oral exam I guess) Can 14 year old boys or potential freshmen tomboys get provisional admission for attending until they find out if it’s just a phase they are going through? And what about those metrosexuals who don't want to miss out on anything?
Now imagine the coursework that these kids could participate in.
Human anatomy—Been there, done him.
Human sexuality from top to bottom.
Home Economics: Or The Naked Chef meets a Martha Stewart look alike and they learn how to sew fabulous outfits from an aging draq queen.
History: Oh those crazy Greeks
And what about sports? I haven’t figured out a good mascot yet, but I can see a winning football team. Seriously. The guys on the line could be husky bears. The guys in the backfield could be nimble gym bunnies—good at spotting each other and sharing. And of course a couple of tight ends, like we can even find one now. And let’s not forget wrestling, in the Greco-Roman style.
Can you imagine the glittering gayla prom night? How about “Leather and Lace” as the theme, and see who comes in what.
And it would seem that you would never want to miss a day of class, else everyone would be calling you “Miss Thang” and talking trash about you. Lots of possibilities this school.
Well, I hope it works out for the kids. It’s tough enough not knowing what the hell is going on sometimes, but knowing for certain you’re gonna get hassled for it anyway.
Now what about the mascot??????
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