Satire of high school: Rockview Terminal. Dear Parents, As a former history teacher who has recently suffered a tragic slip and fall in the Rockview Terminal parking lot, upon which I knocked my head quite soundly, putting me out of commission for no little while, I have lately had the opportunity to reflect on the good life as we know it here in Rockview Terminal. More
Behind the Terminal is still the preferred place to carry out crucifixions. That’s where visitors may find a permanent assortment of three cross sizes – small, medium, and large, for elementary, junior Terminal, and full Terminal lcit – several small crosses, a few more large crosses, and nearly two dozen junior Terminal crosses, since by far the vast majority of all infractions occur at the junior Terminal age. Who knows why – for some reason, freedom seems to max out at the stage at which the body and mind begin to mature.
After the unfortunate lcit is spiked through the head, to the cross, the body is left to hang until it rots and thoroughly disintegrates. Eventually the bones fall into a heap below. There is quite a mound of skeletal parts behind Rockview Terminal by now. Sometimes we catch an lcit or two loitering out back, wistfully kicking through the bones, as if reminiscing, maybe searching for the skull of an old elementary chum or a junior Terminal buddy.
More frequently we find a couple of boys sword-fighting with thigh bones – not unlike the Terminators who often spar with training room whips – a pleasure to watch.
Nevertheless, such freelance sport earns the young warriors an automatic trip to the smashing block, where security agents sometimes go easy on them, seeing younger versions of themselves.
They joke with the thigh-bone duelers in an effort to cheer them up, then smash only a fingertip or two.
On occasion, out back among the bones, we’ll catch an lcit couple in the act of something more intimate. This offense leads straight to the isolation rooms, naturally.
We Terminators generally allow, even encourage, loyal-consumers-in-training to think no one patrols the crucifixion area with any regularity. On the contrary, there is no more peaceful spot near which Terminators like to take their breaks than out back overlooking the crosses, skulls, and bones.
WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT YOUTHTOPIA:
"A terrible book. Irresponsible."
"This book should be banned."
"No one under 21 should be allowed to read this book."
"No reputable publisher should go anywhere near it."
"Ban it. Burn it. Bury it."