When I was a kid we would put school plays on for our parents often around religous themes, nativity scenes, Joseph and the technicolour dreamcoat, and, when you were a bit older, Passion plays.
But it would seem that, even at Catholic schools, a different religion is taught today.
Tonight, I went to see my son and his classmates perform “Eddie the penguin saves the world”. Eddie, it would appear, was unlucky enough to have real estate on the 15% of Greenland that has apparently vanished. The polar bears told Eddie that it was the “human beings” that were making it warmer due to their gas-guzzling ways.
So Eddie embarked, with missionary zeal, on a journey to tell the world’s people of their sins and ask them to repent and seek penance. He told the British that they were driving too much. The Americans were guilty of heating their homes, while leaving their windows open (I am not making this up). The Brazilians were chopping down too many trees.
Eddie ended up at the Lodge where he implored our PM to recycle her rubbish.
All of this was set to catchy, rhyming tunes in a cute, juvenile kind of way.
The only thing that was missing was the carbon tax song.
The whole performance was done in a brand, spanking new BER school hall. I hope the tradesmen all used solar-powered drills and the cement was made excusively from wind power.
After the production we all got into our 4wds and drove home to no doubt crank up the central heating on what is a pretty cool spring evening.
My son is 6 years old and the force-feeding of leftist claptrap does get me angry. I am thinking of writing to the school congratulating them on their production and suggesting topics for next year’s propoganda session. Perhaps the moral necessity of a Palestine State and the bitter sweets of Max Brenner.
Still, I think, like all kinds of state indoctrination, it will fail. Both because kids are eventually prone to rebel against lectures from upon high, and because there will be enough parents to offset this rubbish by providing an alternative view.
After the 10 minute ride home, and my lucid explanation of the perils of relying on expensive, intermittent energy sources, while pointing out that both his grandpa and his uncle had jobs in the gas and coal industries, respectively, my son had already picked it up. Getting out of the car he said, “Dad, Eddie didn’t save the world, he just made us all poorer!”