Mommy, can I be a Vampire????

Yes, I know... The Vampire shit is all the rage.

Sigh... my daughter is eating the Twilight books like chocolate, not to mention any other vampire books she can get her hands on.

Do I have issues with this? HELL YES!

No, it's not about the undead or religion or-- as some parents have said--- the soft porn--- it has nothing to do with that.

Watch carefully folks -- you many never seen these words in my blog again--

It has to do with FASHION!

Before the vampires... there were goth kids..and before the goth kids back about 25+ years ago, there were the punks.

NO not the pink hair Madonna punks.

It was the Patti Smith, Sid Viscous, Blondie, Ramones, The Clash type of punk. We dressed in what we could afford. Black hid the dirt, well unless you had a golden retriever, which we didn't, 'cause we lived in the city in cramped apartments where you couldn't have pets.

This was back in the day when Chuck Taylor's were the only type of converse, and they were cheep and you could tape the sole with duck tape to the top of the canvas and it would stay and you could get another month out of the shoes that way!

And your hair was unkempt because maybe you were up with your friends for like 52 hours listening to tunes working on the worlds problems and having the munchies for various reasons. And no one used moose. NO ONE USED MOOSE

And what was it like in school for a punk? Well let me tell you.....

Health class back in '83. Young Mouse sat in back of the class. Concert baseball jersey, black Levis sewed on the inseam so I could hardly get them on over my ankles, my converse, and an old jean jacket over it all.

Any who-- the instructor-- tells a story. You know the one. The husband and wife are stranded on an island. Hubbie gets sick. A man comes and says he will only get the husband to help if the woman sleeps with him. She does. Husband is saved. What do you think of all this asks the female instructor.

Most everyone in class talks about how the woman is a total slut by sleeping with the man. They go on about breaking a marriage vow and how the guy should totally divorce this whore.

I sat in back of the class and steamed.
I steamed for two days.
For two days I sat in silence as the fucking 15 and 16 year olds passed judgment.
By day 3 I couldn't take it any more.
I told the class just what I thought of their judgement and their attitudes.

So says Mouse to her so called classmates ---"Yes, she made a decision. But don' t you think maybe the MAN is the bad guy? Maybe we should look at the one who would hold a life in his hand for sexual gain? "

I went on to let them know her giving was more than likely not an easy choice and more than likely something along the lines of rape--- if nothing else an emotional rape-- and for that they would condemn her? Would it have been better if she killed herself, or let her husband die. And what is to say when the hubbie died, the idiot wouldn't rape and kill her anyways? Do you morons think this woman enjoyed the sex? You are all really lame. I stood up and began to walk out of class. Lucky the bell rang at the same time.

The next day. The teacher asked me to stay after class. This is what she said as best as I can remember it.

"You know, you are a very bright person Mouse, but no one is going to know it with the way you dress in all black, and the way you ware your hair over your face. No one is going to want to hear what you have to say because of the way you look. You should cut your hair, maybe try waring something a little smarter. Then people will know what you have inside."

I'm sure you guys know what comes next... There were tears in my eyes as I spoke, because to be honest, back in the day, I wasnt very good at speeking up for myself.

" Hmmm, maybe your right. Or maybe authority figures and those who call themselves educators should not judge a person on the color of their clothing but rather on the content of their ---well you know the rest --- and maybe kids who hide behind their clothing or hair really don't want shallow adults to know anything about them anyway. "

That was the last time I set foot in heath and I had to take it over as gym in summer school.

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The Vampire Fashion is just another Isod--- It is a preppy way of saying I'm cool-- It may as well be a friggging uniform!!!!!

My son will die his hair blue black next week. He has wanted it that color for 3 years--- and I said he could do it if he paid for it, or I would pay for it if he made honor roll --- guess what IM paying. And I know the teachers may pass judgment and I am here to tell him it is okay to be himself --- but just like I wouldnt want him to join a gang, I wouldnt want him go do something just because everyone else is doing it.

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