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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Here’s Pie in Your Eye

The latest fundraiser here at the school involved a teacher getting a pie in the face for cancer. It was during a senior assembly in front a wild crowd fueled by a blaring AC/DC song. I heard Chief Justice John Roberts did the same thing at this year’s Constitution Fest (sponsored by Sam Adams Brewing Company). I kid. This is just me on my “teachers need to be respected and act a certain way to keep that respect” kick that I’ve been on lately.

Can’t we just raise money for cancer? Period? We have a chance to teach kids that we can do good deeds without a “What’s in it for me?” mentality. I mean obliterating cancer should be motivation enough. Kids should grow up knowing that they can donate money without expecting to see a mentor dress in drag (last year’s fundraiser).

I know it is for a good cause, and it is silly for me to complain. As long as these charities get their money, that’s all that really counts. I’m just worn out by all the kookiness for cancer we’ve had this year: we’ve experienced a principal kissing a pig for cancer, the coaches growing a porn-stache for cancer (no joke: that’s how it was it was advertised), and teachers wearing swim flippers for cancer. Now it’s pie in your face for cancer.

I just dream of the day when the talk of eradicating AIDS or wiping out leukemia the terms “dunking booth” or “foam party” are not included.

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