You and me, punk rock girl
I saw members of the Dead Milkmen at a Dow Jones and the Industrials reunion show in 2003. Is that old fart punk enough for you?
I have a fellow blogger out there spreading the message that Your Kid’s Not Going Pro. She’s Laurie Ruettiman, and she runs a site called “Punk Rock HR.” Punk rock and human resources? Punks not dead, I know! Punks not dead, I know! Punks not dead… ah, fuck it, it must be if you can get away with calling yourself a punk rock human resources person. I look forward to a site called “Straight Up OG Actuary.”
Anyway, this anarchist of the applicant review set has a feature called F@%k It Friday (how in the fuck do you pronounce that?) in which she muses about topics that have nothing to do with stage-diving in the conference room. The latest: kids and sports.
Some people think it’s important for kids to learn how to play sports and compete. I think sports are overrated. Too many parents get caught up in sports and act like a-holes. When I see kids on the field, they all look miserable.
Do your kids play sports? Do you go to the games? Do you dread the games? Do your kids have fun? Do they learn any lessons about life?
Here’s a lesson your kids should learn: you’ll never be a professional [insert here] player. Suck it up and learn some real skills like math and science. Encourage your kids to be civil engineers and nurses, and the world will be a better place.
Or learn science, AND be an actual punk rocker. Take us out, Greg Graffin, PhD.
You EA Sports NCAA Football 06 players might know this one.