| > And because they're a lower social class they somehow deserve the mess you make. At my high school, we graduated with quite a bit of money left in our "class account." There'd just been a tiny statue to the school chairman, who almost none of us knew, built. We decided we wanted to spend our remaining funds on getting a larger statue built for the groundskeeper, Otis. Teachers and student government were pressured to "change our mind." I remember there was a pretty acrimonious and humorous meeting where the class argued for a few hours with their elected leaders about it. I also remember being a pretty big dick about it, because we were in the right (and I was a HS senior with a chip on his shoulder). In the end, we settled on "donating it to the faculty endowment in the name of Otis." If I was me now, I would have fought harder then. Fuck not recognizing the people who get shit done. |
It's not clear which side that was?