Selective reality and sheep

So a school in Kent is due to have the children's pet sheep, Marcus, slaughtered. The headteacher, a woman, believes that this will educate the kids about the food chain, the economy, and where food comes from. The School Council apparently voted 13 to 1 to kill poor Marcus, who has been at the school's farm since he was a small lamb.

Here we have the classic symptom of Ciabatta munching, pompous, hypocritical and stupid Middle England: selective reality.

This being the English education system, kids are treated as if they're made of glass and are decieved about every single aspect of life. Health and Safety mania means that they can't come under the slightest risk: football in the playground is with a foam ball; conkers only with protective googles and gloves etc. Political Correctness means that boys are absolutely emasculated and made to act like girls, or else they're deemed "Special Needs" and are thusly condemned and even given "kiddie cocaine" aka Ritalin. All competition is banned. Individualism is stamped upon, in favour of "consensus style" learning, which favours females. No child ever "fails". Their expectations are kept high and negativity is not allowed to be expressed to their ever more clueless, but nevertheless pushy, parents. Most of whom are convinced that their child is a prodigy. Endless rounds of ballet lessons, music lessons, acting lessons, football clubs, tennis clubs etc will inevitably produce......the usual tiny percentage of British kids with talent. For this, their childhood is robbed.

Their weak, greedy, stupid and unbelievably pompous parents wish at every turn to protect their kids- and themselves- from the realities of life. But sheep being slaughtered? Oh no, let them learn about that, because it won't impact their chances. This is another sign of the weak modern man pretending to be hard, realistic and brave. Such men rarely dare stand up to their wives, and are completely compliant with society's ever shifting attitudes. An army of physical- and mental- clones. Ask the opinion of one, you'll get the opinion of the many.

So poor Marcus the sheep gets killed to inform kids of the economy? Really? When less than 4 % of the British population work on a farm, and even less on sheep farms? When most women these days can hardly tell a rack of lamb from a rolled leg of pork, let alone the grim realities of killing animals for food? You want kids to know about the economy: why not give them the facts: that by accident of birth, their future prospects are already mapped out for them: anything else is against the grain. Or you could tell them about 3rd World debt, and how their parents' greed causes untold death in other countries, so that they can have their "consumer goods" and silly 4 x 4's. Or how Uncle Gordon and his cronies decide that helping car manufacturers is Socialism, (and daddy will tell you how nasty that is), but helping big bankers who have made collosal profits for the last 30 years is not socialism. You could tell them how mummy and daddy's generation condoned the selling off of public utilities such as gas, water, railways and electricity, to other countries, and then moaned about how the UK is losing its sovereignty to Europe, and how their kids are going to pay the highest fuel and rail prices in Europe, because the government allowed a free for all. Tell them about nice Mr. Brown's pillaging of the pensions funds, which mean that they'll have to pay for mummy and daddy when they get too old to work, and how they'll have to work far longer themselves. Or how the planet's buggered up by greed and stupidity and selective reality.

You could also tell them why we've had 3 illegal wars against countries who have done us no harm, but they had oil we wanted for ourselves. That's economics: all too real economics. You want them to have realism? Tell them the truth about what our army is having to do out in Afghanistan: show them dead Afghanis, or the savage murder of retreating Iraqi soldiers on the road to Basra during the first Gulf War : and if that doesn't sicken them, there's no hope. Or of Philipino kids being paid pence per pair of trainers mummy and daddy will pay a hundred pounds for.

The irony of it: these are kids who have been wrapped in cotton wool all the lives. Everything is a lethal threat; every adult is a kiddie fiddler.

Kids are taught non-stop politically correct bullshit to "stop" sexism, "homophobia", bullying, racism etc. "Diversity", which actually means the opposite: to be "diverse" in this sense, there is only one "correct" way to think. Hence, we achieve terrible homogeneity. Political Correctness: the decadent creed that presents itself as moral.

And so, in the name of "reality", poor Marcus the sheep is due to be slaughtered. Sick adults encouraging children to vote to kill him: as if kids, and a mere 13 of the poor brainwashed little mites, can make such terrible judgements. The same sheep many are attached to and who hand fed him. What are the implications of this, apart from utter futility re: reality?

It is bordering on mental abuse. We used to teach children to be kind to animals, to foster their more noble feelings. In the hope that humanity to animals might spread to become humanity to other people. But in an age of weak, spineless, reprobate men, devoid of real masculity- the hallmark of which is individualism- most families no longer have pets. No, pets would plainly be too much of a responsibility, in an age where most attempt to offload the responsibility of their own children. A callous, me-first age.

That the "School Council" were probably brainwashed into doing this (we don't allow kids to vote because of their obvious lack of maturity, remember?), makes it even worse. They'll learn nothing from it: Marcus the sheep will return in a freezer pack that they could have bought at Tescos. The death of a pet for nothing whatsoever in a world full of lies and hypocrisy. Where adults even take the kids' pets from them. Against a background of utter unrealism. And the only reality parents want their kids to be taught is not representative reality anymore, and is nowhere so lethal as the reality they hide from themselves. Simply because some truths are too inconvenient. Like pets. And children.

Something that becomes immediately thought provoking is that perhaps this is how politicians start out: they become mini clones of mum and dad, become school council members, and vote to kill their pets because someone above them wants it that way, even if other kids don't. Do the sensible thing: isolate the little bastards now, and watch them carefully. When they start showing utterly corrupt and hypocritical, lying and self serving tendencies, then there's really nothing else for it: set up the Guillotine and give them the ultimate dose of reality. And do the world a favour.

Much kudos to Paul O'Grady, who has apparently offered to save Marcus. But something tells me that the sadistic tendencies of modern adults will win the day. No wonder I'm a misanthropist.