Swearing is a big deal at school. Mum and Dad might not swear at home. They might restrain themselves in front of the children and only swear when they are out. But it is hard to imagine someone not swearing at all. I don’t even think it would be an achievement. I live in Spain…
This is a short post to fill in as I am sick and am only up to looking at pictures: old Summerhill pictures. They are cool.
Have you ever been in the situation where someone has tried to tell you that your project will never get off the ground because science, technology, research and policy are all against it? Have you ever been told what is inevitable? You may be a witness to the Borg Complex, a peculiarly modern pathology.
What kind of democracy do you get in a democratic school like Summerhill? It is not political democracy- representative democracy as we know it at regional and national level. It is something else entirely, but it is not immediately clear what it is.
Are you secretly religious? Think about what it might mean not to have Free Will. In this post I suggest that in the world of tomorrow the only schools that will be left when all the moralistic claptrap is thrown out will be democratic schools.
We need more democratic meetings. Here is a way of setting up a meeting similar to the Summerhill Meeting. It can be used at work, in clubs, societies, and committees. The more democratic we are the better, in my opinion.
Democratic meetings are an essential part of of democratic societies… But it seems like people do not know how to run them, behave in them and make decisions in them. This should change.
Today there are elections in Spain. There have been some shameful incidents in the run-up. In Pontevedra a young thug thumped the president, Mariano Rajoy, in the face. This came shortly after Sánchez, the Socialist candidate, descended to such a low level of crude name-calling in what was supposed to be a debate on television,…
Sex education at Queens College was perhaps more useless than the norm, but it gave me a good nose for the smell of moral hogwash. There is a lot of that swilling around in sex education generally.
Sex gets people going and there is nothing like the thought of our little darlings losing their innocence to have the steam coming out of journalists’ ears. Calm down, say I, and have a think about what growing up might mean.