Rock Paper Scissors

The boys have a new game. That is to say, the boys have taken an old game and their increasing lack of concience and put them together. I call it: Rock, Paper, Scissors, Idiot.

Here are the rules.

Rock, Paper, Scissors! The kids like to play it four or seven or eight at a time, at an overdrive that is hard to follow. All begin, there is a flurry, and then there is a champion or an ultimate loser, dependent on if they are playing to determine who is the best or who is the worst. In Rock, Paper, Scissors, Idiot, what is being determined is 'who has the worst judgement skills.'  You might not think that rock, paper, scissors would ferret that kind of deep internal mechism out, but it seems to. If it doesn't, then all who participate are equally poorly equiped. But lets give them the benefit of the doubte.

I first learned about Rock, Paper, Scissors, Idiot when a boy was caught... wait.

The student's desks in my school are standard affairs, with the exception that over top of the wood there is a glass-like screen. This provides protection from the wood from wear and tear and graffity, as well as convieniently allowing things like the periodic table or pictures of attractive pop stars to be slid underneith like one's own personal display case. It can also be removed with far less trouble than is necessary to disuade a 15 year old boy. About a week and a half ago the loser of RPSI threw one out the window. The desk cover was obviously not actually glass, but a hard composite plastic that did not shatter after falling three stories to the pavement. It's durability only goes to show just how effectively it would have slaughtered anyone who might have perhapse been between it and the ground. They played one more time and managed to shatter the desk guard, no small victory in their minds I would assume, before they were caught and yelled at, and yelled at, and hit about the back with a wooden practice sword.

A week ago another group of boys played and the loser hit their Math teacher in the back of the head with a text book. Today there was a conference about that one.

Reporters are digging around Daegu for these kinds of stories of powerful misbehaviour. A Vice Principal was punched in the back of the head recently after admonishing a student and newspapers have been calling around. Schools like to keep these things under wraps, but our story appeared on a website, albet with the school's name kept anonymous. I dare say we know the VP's attacker's favourite new game.

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