Australia: a webbed-up nation of cheering dummies? You decide!
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Just tell me who it was, FD. I’ll send my child self there to scratch there eyes out. [Well, actually, since I was a small kid, I’d have to kick them in the back of the knee. In the dark. In a mask. And run away quickly. But it’s the thought that counts.]
i was fat and a wog to boot – salami or liverwurst sandwiches didn’t go down too well where i went at school – now, i too, am still fat and remain a wog…i still like liverwurst and most cured meats and, yet somehow, developed a right hook that can stop a bus…
OMG. I wrote there, instead of their. I must not read Unleashed. I must not read Unleashed. I must not read Unleashed …
it doesnt take much to become a target in a school playground.
my beautiful child was taunted in primary school for carrying around a big book of crazy japanese inventions, and for being taller and chubbier than the average kid.
cruelly, he never got chosen when the class played duck duck goose. they circled around and around and around and never tapped his perfectly lovely noggin. the whole time he would have a big smile on his face, ever hopeful of being picked.
he is now 14, 6 ft tall, happy as a lark and just as beautiful as he was then.
no-one picks on him now, but for years my heart would ache every time id spot him sitting in the playground on his own.
that cartoon was spot-on, dog.
oh and look at you now, a world-famous cartoonist to the lodge!
*wild applause*
I’m a bit puzzled that, out of all the exposure of this incident, the take home message is ‘the way to solve problems is to slam someone face first onto concrete’. I trust that wasn’t how you Mr Dog came through to be the winner you are today.
I’ll bet my own money that both of those kids (and the instigators behind the camera) will, at some stage in the future, find themselves in a similar situation and will react the same way. Lesson learnt: Nup. F*ck off.
I was lucky. Only once ever, a dickhead friend of my older brother roughed me up a bit. That afternoon the absolute toughest guy in the school (so tough he fought teachers not other kids) approached me and offered his services for revenge. I was weirdly flattered, but said don’t bother. That decision still makes me feel good to this day.