laughter in the dark

demon headmasters and hotpants
May 24, 2003 | 9:41 p.m.

People are ridiculous. They really are, honestly. My little brother's headmaster was sacked from his job at my brother's cute little village school for reasons unknown, but now because of some legal loophole he's going to be reinstated. My dad's been going to weekly meetings of the parents to discuss 'courses of action', despite the fact that whatever they do, he's coming back.

It's the most pathetic, hilarious situation. The school governors know what he was sacked for, but they're not allowed to reveal it, and I think that's what's pissing the parents off the most. Apparently some mother was talking in all seriousness about getting the UN involved - the UN! There's about 30 kids altogether there, and they want the UN to drop all this unimportant stuff like trying to stop America nuking every country except themselves and send a fucking peacekeeping force to this little country primary school. He's probably just been fiddling the books, for Christ's sake - you think if it was really serious one of the kids wouldn't have said something by now?

I just got off the phone with one of the parents who told me that the Demon Headmaster (does anybody remember that? It rocked) is coming back on the 16th of next month. My dad will be furious but secretly delighted when I tell him. Maybe they'll picket. Heh. I want to see that. This could be even more amusing than it already is.

Also, I'm watching the Eurovision - sort of, as I had to mute it five minutes in. I'm getting all the sequinned miniskirts and bacofoil hotpants in silence, while I listen to Travis on winamp - it's hysterical. Terry Wogan wants to know if they all have the same choreographer - yep, and the same stylist, and the same "singing" coach, and the same make up artist....

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