"i'm assuming cody's high school had various student-organized collectives who published zines to keep the other students informed"
my high school was a strange place. it was pretty large (approximately 3200 students when i attended) and one of berkeley's few remaining reservoirs of reflexive rebellion. the student body worshiped ungovernability; bringing order to chaos required first showing cause, and adults usually couldn't. a lot weird stuff i remember turned out to be shockingly relevant to my adult life. berkeley high was, in many ways, closer to a community college than a high school - and a weird one at that.
i've told enough odd stories about my experiences there that one of my friends suggested i write them down. it sounded like a fun idea.
here's a list of story titles that i will turn into links as i write them:
- i've never failed a latin exam
- the adults' least favorite day of spirit week
- sometimes it takes getting treated like an adult to realize that you're just an asshole
- direct action gets the goods (the goods are bad)
- we must have learned some chemistry at some point
- of course the pirates fucked up the fight
- even the teacher dragged you
- obamacare is my fault
- in loving memory of a guy who is not only still alive but in class with me right now
- you don't have to "become" ungovernable if you start out that way
- chinaman town
- the krispy kreme supreme donut excellence award
- abstinence-only sex ed isn't the worst kind
- hands-on racism workshop
- they had a damn band
- gunfight at high noon
- gullibility in math anal
- robo-delp
- the teacher's the protagonist; we're all just extras
- the other other teacher who probably shouldn't have been around students
- if you ignore students they will ignore you
- some substitute teachers really didn't get it
(if you don't want to read all that, just watch a music video.)