Student Government; The Big Red Button That Does Nothing

For school children to be taught to give over their decision making to others, student government is introduced.

It is not easy for a child to understand why a person would vote for another person instead of themselves.  The mind set is; “Why should I pick you to eat the chocolate?  I want to eat the chocolate.”

Sheep are easy to herd.  You can use a dog.  When it comes time to kill the sheep, one can get a goat with a bell around his neck to have them peacefully march into the slaughterhouse.

Teaching children to be sheep is the first purpose of school.   Children are taught to line up.  To take a set seat.  To sit still and give their autonomy to a ‘teacher’.

Once this lesson is learned then children are taught to form themselves into a herd of sheep behind one goat.

Part of education is to indoctrinate sheep behaviour.  To children how to ‘vote’ for a ‘leader’.   This is not easy, for children are selfish.  It is part of self preservation to make sure your belly is full before you share with someone else.  To have a child relinquish this innate behaviour needs to be taught.

At first it is a novelty.  Picking ‘one of their own’ to lead.  That student government has no power and is just for show isn’t immediately apprehended by most students.

Some do catch on right away, but these are especially intelligent who need to be shuffled to the fringes.  Most children will go along with the herd, as good sheep.

During the years of school more kids join the fringe. Often, to contain them, they are placed in a fringe class.

This was 9-7.

This class was made up of  the misfits.  There were brilliant kids, dunce kids, disruptive kids, and kids who were stoned most of the time.

When it came time to nominate and elect Class President 9-7 ignored the election.  The Vice Principal, receiving nominations from all other classes came pushing into
9-7  to berate them for not showing ‘Patriotism’ or ‘School Spirit’ or whatever.

At that point, Alan, one of the class clowns, stood up and said; “You are so wrong, Sir! We have already elected Glen!”

Glen was the class ‘pharmacist’.  He not only sold drugs but when a kid would overdose or have a bad reaction, Glen knew what to do.

The V.P. knew, in some nebulous way, that Glen was a serious issue but there had never been proof.  As Glen stood up, accepting his position, some kids looked around because they didn’t remember any election, some kids caught the joke, and others were zombies.  The V.P. sort of went pale and went out.

Glen, who had never been elected, appointed or deferred to in his life, (save when he was giving his pharmaceutical advice)  became power crazed and decided to run for School President.

Everyone who knew who Glen was, everyone who knew that Student Government was crock, and kids who were scared of Glen and his posse, elected him the President of the Student Council.

Glen decided as President he was going to demand certain things.  As he was ‘out of the loop’, only in school to make money selling drugs and didn’t care much about grades or awards or future, there was no way to ‘control’ him.

So the school did what it had to do.  It abolished Student Government.

Some kids protested, some took it as a joke.  Many loved the fact that it had been proven that Student Government was a myth and that those who didn’t go along with the myth would be dispensed with, like getting rid of a Judas Goat which instead of leading the sheep to slaughter led them to a pasture.

Every kid in 9-7 (whose brain was still functioning)  and other kids who had never contributed a brain cell into considering that Student Government was a farce, protested.

Nothing really came of it, some parents were called, some kind of shadow Student Government was appointed by the teachers, and some argument about rewriting the rules was babbled.

However, everyone who had been at the school, who had been aware of what happened, learned that voting was a crock.