Above: Virtual cupcake, gifted by Mike Wilson...apparently I'm a little Dino on my quarter century birthday...
Cute, no?
On another amusement:
This morning as I balanced on the Manhattan bound N-Express, perusing the current New York magazine features, the cover story enticed me with mentions of www.facebook.com scandals. Let's be honest, allowing high schoolers to utilize the social networking tool is as toxic as a thirteen year old girl claiming to be seventeen on myspace. Apparently, an educator at Horace Mann took the liberty to create a "fake" facebook account with an alias in an attempt to catch the buzz and happenings- unveil the dark hallway whispers.
At an impressively explosive rate- actions and accusations were dealt out. For whatever reason, the notoriously successful, well-educated and/or groomed parents made the choice to stumble with their tongues and justify the racist/sexist/etc words and actions by their students as 'child's play,' or 'a way to blow off steam in a stressful academic environment.' The icing- I would contend, was this exchange:
"What you did was like breaking into my daughter's room and reading her diary."
--Trustee at the School (her daughter a major perpetrator).
"No," said McGuire, "What your daughter did was the equivalent of posting something in Times Square."
Touche.
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