Those tricksy Canucks! Trust them to start a polite, nonviolent, globally accessible, wordless, self-esteem-building uprising.
The Pink Shirt Movement.
Forget the wearin’ of the green, the wearing of the pink is what it’s all about here at the dawn of the 21st Century.
Let’s go to our stringers at the Halifax Chronicle Herald:
Two students at Central Kings Rural High School fought back against bullying recently, unleashing a sea of pink after a new student was harassed and threatened when he showed up wearing a pink shirt.
The Grade 9 student arrived for the first day of school last Wednesday and was set upon by a group of six to 10 older students who mocked him, called him a homosexual for wearing pink and threatened to beat him up.
The next day, Grade 12 students David Shepherd and Travis Price decided something had to be done about bullying.
“It’s my last year. I’ve stood around too long and I wanted to do something,” said David.
They used the Internet to encourage people to wear pink and bought 75 pink tank tops for male students to wear. They handed out the shirts in the lobby before class last Friday — even the bullied student had one.
“I made sure there was a shirt for him,” David said.
They also brought a pink basketball to school as well as pink material for headbands and arm bands. David and Travis figure about half the school’s 830 students wore pink.
It was hard to miss the mass of students in pink milling about in the lobby, especially for the group that had harassed the new Grade 9 student.
“The bullies got angry,” said Travis. “One guy was throwing chairs (in the cafeteria). We’re glad we got the response we wanted.”
Given that Canada still has a Queen, is it too early to start a public movement for the knighting of these two lads? This is an idea whose time has come.
While Travis and David appreciate the recognition, “we don’t want to move the focus from the situation onto us,” said David, who is leaning toward joining the RCMP after high school.
“People say, ‘You’re celebrities, you’ll go down in the history books of the school,’ but that’s not what we set out to do.”
“People say you’re famous, heroes or celebrities,” added Travis, who plans to take criminology next year. “We’re not, we’re just two kids who stood up for a cause.”
Here’s just what your munchkin needs to join the Think Pink movement, my friends! For some peculiar reason, I couldn’t find any catalog shots of bigger boys in pink shirts, but I have a feeling that’s about to change.
Belated congratulations to the Dicks of Spokane. 20 1/2 inches is pretty impressive!
Seriously, the kid may get teased in gradeschool, but I think that the post-pubescent payoff will be worth it. Once he’s a grownup, he is going to OWN every honky-tonk he walks into.
As longtime TeenyManolo-goers know, the ol’ raincoaster here is not normally what you might call all about the cute. I have never yet been mistaken for a character from Pokemon, nor for any plucky heroine from some wholesome novel for young girls. I’m the Bad Auntie: the one who lets them swear, the one who feeds them pie for breakfast, the one who hooks them on computer games, the one who takes them to the racetrack instead of the pony rides.
…The old man’s smile was unbelievable, the kind of smile that infected onlookers alike. I know I must have had the same smile upon my face after viewing this event. After, I thought to myself, maybe humans will turn out alright.
Well, what are you still doing here? Go read it!
One of the timeless traditions of raising children, in this particular case boys, is the legended “annointing” which often takes place when one attempts to change the wee sprog’s diaper. Indeed, unless one is faster with one’s hands than a Vegas card sharp, one is likely to gain unwanted empathy for the daily life of the humble diaper through warm, damp experience.
Ladies and gentlemen, we present perhaps the most awesomest urinary accessory ever in the history of recorded history:
Changing a baby girl is not all glitz and glory.
Changing a baby boy is an even bigger horror story.
You hold his feet in one hand, and the diaper with the other,
The whole time praying “Please don’t pee on your mother”.
The pee-pee teepee for the sprinkling wee-wee.
All hail The Testosterone Zone for bringing this miracle of technology to our attention. The name of the inventor who came up with this parent-washwater-and-diaper-sparing ecofact is lost in the mists of time, but it should be proclaimed from the highest mountain yea, even unto the lowliest sunken livingroom, for verily, he is a great genius, yo.
One of the hair trends for boys and young men that just won’t go away is long, shaggy hair. When it first came into vogue, I used to think, I can’t believe their moms are letting them do that! I mean, they are probably just tired of nagging them about cutting their hair.
And then I started thinking, as I had to bribe my son to get his hair cut with the promise of a balloon and lollipop, that maybe they were on to something.
Developing an appreciation for Nine Inch Nails before you’ve even outgrown the car seat? This kid is shockingly precocious, and no doubt destined to intimidate entire classrooms with his effortless cool!
As the YouTube commenter said, I just hope nobody catches him singing the words to Closer on the playground!