Guess What?

Thanks to me, our school paper got censored.

You see, for our last issue, I drew a certain cartoon, and the Associated Student Body did not like said cartoon. I figured they wouldn't, so I , not anyone else.

Apparently, I overestimated the honour of ASB.

Practically ASB?" to "We're gonna tell the principal!" They were told over and over again to write us a letter, or "respond in a public form".

They didn't. They complained to the principal, who (unfairly) collared the journalism teacher, who doesn't really have a say in what we put in, unless it's inappropriate.

So now we have to "keep the paper positive"...

are you in high school or college?

Isn't the whole point of journalism to have the good the bad?
If there were only positive things written in papers and on television nobody would read or watch it! They would go bankrupt.
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Isn't the whole point of journalism to have the good the bad?
If there were only positive things written in papers and on television nobody would read or watch it! They would go bankrupt.

Funny thing is, other than that, our entire paper has ALWAYS been positive. In fact, the entire front page of that issue was glowing praise of ASB's dodgeball tournament.

good one

Whatever happened to free speech etc?

Well, you see, we're a school paper, so we don't matter.

I'm in high school. I imagine college papers get more leeway.

ASB?" to "We're gonna tell the principal!" They were told over and over again to write us a letter, or "respond in a public form".

They even complained to the principle? What a bunch of losers

Do you happen to have a scanner so we can see what they were throwing a fit over? ... a digital image of some sort of the cartoon?

I've been having trouble with my scanner lately, but I should be able to get it up and running some time soon.

Until then, I'll tell you the backstory:

We had an assembly, and of course, all of us expected it to be bad. However, ASB excelled itself. The assembly was promoting a school dance. The theme of the dance was "Disco Inferno".

So out comes an ASB member decked out with a fake afro, leather vest, jeans, and a medallion. We expected something like that. However, when he started talking, he was lisping, and talking in a really stupid voice. Now, I had met the guy before, and he didn't lisp. I couldn't figure out why he was doing it. Eventually, it came out that he was supposed to be John Travolta.

The assembly just got worse and worse, particularly when 'John' was joined in his hosting by Austin POWers. At that point, my friend turned to me and told me that I had to poke fun at them.

And I did.

They complained over that?!?!?!
(I'm dumbstruck)

Just wait, you'll probably get "angry" phone calls from the student's parents.
You never know, their are crazy parents out there that probably think it was you along that currupted thier children with this cartoon.

Fortunately, the psycho parents aren't a problem at my school. They're a problem at Mission Viejo High, though. My friend started a Dungeons and Dragons club there, for the hell of it. They just met up every saturday and bummed around.

They were shut down by the principal when the Girls' League accused them of worshipping Satan every day at lunch.

My friend and the other members protested, and here's how the conversation went:

PRINCIPAL: "I'm afraid we're disbanding your club."
FRIEND: "What? Why?"
PRINCIPAL: "There have been allegations that you have been worshipping Satan at lunch."
FRIEND: "..."
PRINCIPAL: "I hope you can understand why we must close down the club."
FRIEND: "Trust me. We're not."
PRINCIPAL: "Well, you be.

And I am not kidding. Well, what can you do? Here in Southern California, idiots grow on trees.

I must be the biggest devil worshipper of them all!
I used to play Vampire the Masquerade every Saturday night at my friends house when I was 17.
I think somewhere between rolling the dice and discussing my next move we sacraficed small animals, played in their blood and had sex orgys.
(I'm just being facetious).