Frontier Former Editor

January 21, 2008

Maybe the little things do count more

Filed under: Blacksburg, bureaucracy, observations, old college days, rationality, schools, Virginia, Virginia Tech — Frontier Former Editor @ 4:35 pm

I spent part of the coldest day of this year in Blacksburg, Va. Sunday and picked up this little piece of literature: (more…)

December 6, 2007

We live in a truly enlightened age . . . . my ass

Things have been a little off in my world lately, but I’ve recently come to the conclusion that Barbara Walters has done a great service to the world – she’s shown just how low the state of education in this country has fallen.

Case in point, Sherry Shepherd . . . .

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Ms. Shepherd’s recent observations that Christianity predates even Greek and early Roman civilization and quite possibly man and dinosaurs is a great relief to me.  I was wondering just how stupid that American society has become, and Shepherd has graciously provided a quantifiable benchmark to measure that stupidity.

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April 18, 2007

I stand corrected . . . .

Filed under: crime, mad bombers, schools — Frontier Former Editor @ 1:56 pm

Raincoaster brought this to my attention.

April 29, 2006

The world turned upside down . . . or at least knocked on its side

Filed under: doomed to repeat, humor, old times, schools, societal niceties — Frontier Former Editor @ 10:48 pm

To set the scene for this post, the following photos are of Powell Valley High School’s prom on April 29, 2006. The school, located just outside Big Stone Gap, Va., rented the former Hotel Norton in Norton, Va. for the prom.

Having taken the photos, and having some experience scanning crowds from covering a prison riot and various other scens of civil unrest or tension, I was able to discern a couple of things:

– For every person in formal wear – male or female – there are roughly three to four parents, friends or family members in, let’s say, sit-around-the-house casual.

– This was the prom: not the pre-prom mingling or the post-prom party – the prom.

Proms in this neck of the woods have evolved, or devolved, into sessions in which the proud promgoers literally promenade before a line of parents bearing cameras and making commentary on each couple’s fashion choices.

It doesn’t seem to jibe with what proms were when I was in high school. Feel free to express your own recollections or opinions.

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