I am officially old. Danielle and I have discussed this often. She has blogged about dress code issues before and I've dealt with this as well. My favorite was the kid this summer with the blatantly drug related shirt and large shiny marijuana plant earring. I was like, no. NO. Turn around. You may not come in. He's like, why? Is that a trick question? Oh, and for the record, I don't ever want to see that City of Syrup (as in cough syrup--see Big Moe) or Screwston shirt again. EVER. (Incidentally, a while back I read this really long and interesting article on the exploding rap scene in our fair city in... I kid you not... The New Yorker. Ryan teases me that any time I tell him any bit of obscure knowledge I got it fromTNY).
So, I found this article about some suburban Dallas school districts banning grills and gouging. I actually went to high school for a while near these districts. I can't say that I blame them about the grills. I don't know about "gouging." It physically repulses me, but as long as it's not infected and dripping pus, who am I to say anything about it? But then, my high school dress code included things like nothing "shocking or unusual," and I have a suspicion that boys who joined the military were actually able to grow their hair. And forget facial hair! Who cares?
Beyond trying to explain to kids that a permanent grill dooms them to the life of a ghetto rat, they're gross. Think the worst retainer/head gear you can think of an multiply it. And the same kid who will shell out hundreds and even thousands on a grill will be the first one to whine that they're too poor to bring their own pencil to school. ARGH!