Today is a day of reflection on my present position
I attend an all-girls Catholic school in my quaint little city
in upstate New York. This school is unlike any
I've ever seen and like one I hope to never encounter
for the rest of my life.
The school is run by estrogen and the
female screeching similiar to that which makes a
kitty cat cringe when you wristle too long.
Women is power is wonderful, I agree.
But women in power when the power is
misused to stifle the hearts and minds of others...
that is downright useless.
The school is filled with young women already...
I say, ONLY men should be allowed to administer,
and teach at such schools. It would be a relaxing breath
of fresh air where the stagnant breath of 40+ yr old bags
pollutes the air I breathe today in the halls.
Any such love I may have felt for my alma mater
has been stamped out by the tormenting and unjust disrespect
given to myself and friends even family an friend visitors. The
administration must have a "penis detector" built into their
emotion processing mechanisms in what's left of their aged brains.
They are determined to push any penis out of the building as fast
and they can retract their arm muscles.
Trying to keep man and woman, boy and girl separated has a
tragic backwards effect. That being the transformation of said
"Catholic girls school" into "Lesbian Layer and Whore House".
I see it, I've seen it, and I continue to believe it.
The evidence of such hatred can be found in the continued depletion
of alumnae funding. Last years class has two founders who believed
they found God in the hallways of Mercy. I personally think, if there is
one, it left long ago shaking its head. God must say daily,
they've got it all wrong. We are taught to respect the disrespectful
and honor the unjust. These are not lessons of life, only obstacles
we must meet and overcome before we enter into the magical
existence of the "Real World"
OLM, you have lost my heart, my respect, and any future funding I
would bestow on you. You, I will never thank because you have given
me no trophies, only battles to be won. You stunk up six years of my
life and I am done with you know. You are a piece of dust on my
shoulder and a stick on my path.