The News Star of Monroe, Louisiana is reporting that two fifth grade students had sex on a classroom floor, while two others fondled each other.

Apparently the teacher was at an assembly that began the period before and ran over about 30 minutes.

"The students run the school," said teacher Michael Walker.

Obviously.

I don't remember if I was thinking about sex when I was in fifth grade, but I'm damn sure that if I were, I was scared to do anything about it.

I want to laugh at this story because it's so easy to make fun of the people involved, but the ethical side of me says otherwise. 

If it were in Texas, we'd blame it on Katrina evacuees.  Here in Colorado, I'm going to assume the kids parents are a bunch of damn hippies teaching them about free love.

Either way, it makes for disturbing reading.

Labels: News, White Trash Circular

Posted by M. Derrick Davis at 10:40 PM | Permalink | Comments

Is it rude of me to be apathetic about the death of Anna Nicole Smith?

As a person, I'm sorry to hear about the loss of a life, and anytime someone dies too early, it saddens me.

But on a personal level, I couldn't care less. Everywhere I turn, I see her face -- and even worse, I see the video of her body being rolled into the coroner's office.

It is hideous that someone would sell that for $500,000, therefore I refuse to post a link. If you want to find it, it shouldn't be too difficult.

This is why I don't watch much television.

Labels: Celebrities, White Trash Circular

Posted by M. Derrick Davis at 3:20 PM | Permalink | Comments

Did anyone see this?  If you didn't, you should.

Woman On The Wrong Bus Lost For 25 Years

I know that we have no clue what's going on in other countries, but this is ridiculous.  Thank God we don't live like this.

Labels: White Trash Circular

Posted by M. Derrick Davis at 6:19 PM | Permalink | Comments

Driving around town brings interesting blog ideas on it's own, but when one jumps up and slaps me in the face, I can't help but pass it along to you.

So I took a picture.

If I truly am a professional blogger, I'd be doing you folks a disservice if I didn't allow you to partake in my amusement.

Take a look at the picture.  This is what a southeast Texas education will get you.  Actually, I take that back -- since I'm a believer in individual responsibility, I'm blaming this on the dipshit who changed the sign.  My only question is, where's the boss?  Don't they see these things?

And if you can't figure out what's wrong with this picture, I'll give you a hint: there are two separate mistakes!!  If you still can't figure it out, lock yourself in the garage with the car running and the windows down.  That'll do us all a favor.

I suppose I expected my Sonic Carhop to have more brains than the McDonald's girl with several kids, driving a Chevy Malibu.

Ever notice that?  Next time you drive through McDonald's, check out the employee parking.  You'll only see Chevy Malibu's and Dodge Neon's.

Remember, you heard it here.

Labels: White Trash Circular

Posted by M. Derrick Davis at 11:51 PM | Permalink | Comments

Recently, I've run into a moral dilemma that has manifested itself into several conversations as of late.  Maybe 'moral' is a bit much, but I'm still at a crossroad.

Is it our job, as people of a civilized society, to destupidify the world?

Here's the story:

While bartending at work, a server orders a cappuccino.  I make it and place it on the bartop, waiting for her to retrieve it.  As she comes to the bar, she looks over at our storage container for cappuccino spoons (which is empty) and asks, "no spoons?"

I've got several roads to take -- I didn't take the high road.

My reply was sarcastic and condescending, "Is it empty?  Clearly we're out!  Go look in the back!  Why would you ask that question when there's an obvious answer in front of your face?  Quit being lazy and go find one!"

Two guys overheard my comments and politely let me know that was not the most appropriate way to talk to a person.  They're right.  I later apologized -- and I meant it. 

Even though I understand I was wrong for speaking to her in such a manner, the point is still clearly there:  if there's an obvious answer in front of your face, why is a question necessary?

Is society doing itself a favor by not telling the mother of an out-of-control child to discipline that heathen?

What about the two women at the grocery store who are holding up traffic by their shopping carts because they haven't seen one another since high school? 

What about the person who has the drug problem?  Or the drinking problem?  What about domestic abuse? 

Are we supposed to step in? 

I know I'm extending this from simply asking a dumb question to beating your wife, but maybe dumb questions offend me more than most people. 

I should have been more polite -- I know that.  It goes back to the golden rule of treating people the way you want to be treated; but then again, if I ask a dumb question, I expect a dumb answer. 

The world would be so much better if stupid people didn't breed.  I guess they're too dumb to wear condoms.

Labels: Bartending, White Trash Circular

Posted by M. Derrick Davis at 11:27 PM | Permalink | Comments