and as always
with the music
it begins..
so press play for flares of emanation
and vicariously live a lyric about a dangerous woman
for this mundane grande arena such a very apt song
so impressed are the responsible adults
slivering jangled
kidult beings near-distantly handled
they whoop and holler like pre-pubescent fans
gorging like gonged slaves before the timed amplified bangs trigger them..
the cross-legged little ones turn around
confronted and confused
when something like a whirling apparition slides into their view
and while the ufo slowly spins and momentarily hovers
down the aisle spitting out from the feathered dripping scarlet orb
beady snake eyes disgorge before them thoughts
and more thoughts hidden within thoughts..
backmasking the cracked looking-glass the reveal
it stands and turns into a huge and spiralling blonde-wigged man-being
and as oracles arise and rise
from the obsidian realm they sing
education education education..
and what are some of their favourite things..
oh yes the teachers are there
why are you asking
what a strange question
yes rest assured yes the teachers are there..
sealed inside a figure-hugging plastic pink dress and dangling bling earrings
he leans down and hugs a couple of the trapped infants
and as he looks the headmaster right in the eye
he licks the microphone lasciviously..
for this is his safe-space
the school hall his dancefloor
should we have it any other way
is this enlightener not entitled to be adored..
now stood in front of them all
he bends down over a chair
plays with that false hair thing
places a hush finger to lipsticked lips
flutters venus flytrap eyelashes
downhill it inexorably cruises smoothly from there..
some little ones search for rescue
stare up at the teachers standing on the side-lines
fearful and bewildered
almost as much as the teachers
teachers who affect passive half-melted faces
off into the farthest distances they stare
most dare not say anything
as the stone drips dry over their eyes
they have rent to pay
to pay with their souls but whose lives..
while she records the scene with her camera
one of the dinner ladies has a hand half-covering her face
her hand is visibly shaking
a student teacher also records with her camera
all the while she is gently swaying lip-syncing and smiling..
recently introduced almost everywhere in the civilised west
and scheduled to be a core part of the curriculum in every benighted place else
witness the roll out of this amazing scholastic magic carpet ride
brought to you by the most mysterious of magi
so far many parents seem to think it is all right
that must be true
for why else is their silence worn so lightly..
now up for grabs
as all the serried innocents are made to sit on all the parquet floors
as the strangest professors are now invited to gyrate before them
so what did your child do at skool today
a strange man played with us
made us dance
and while the teachers watched
he showed us some funny things with dolls..
and..and..
then we were made to play pretend..
so in other unsaid wordz
yer on yer own kidz
for we must all celebrate all of this
this is central to the rules-based order
so fly those rags proudly outside primary skools
and outside kreshiz before long eh..
and if you express any concerns
you will be deemed a wrong-thinker
and a hater too
and you would not want that
it could affect your credit score
and some people might tell on you..
you must allow the experts to educate the little ones early
the experts being alive to certain potentialities
potentialities of their nascent multiple identities and fluidities
so let us boldly and loudly celebrate kidz sexuality
for therein lies a delightful kaleidoscopic world of developmental possibilities..
possibilities that we should empower them to be and do
by statute let us decree kidz the right to celebrate themselves intimately
immediately
we shall presume with your full agreement too..
and parents who wish to protect so-called innocence
we shall declare them as abusers
for if they do not recognise such rightful needs of the sensual child
the defenceless infants will be made wards of the state
they need to be saved
too early is never too late..
misunderstood as predators we shall designate as empowerers
and positive influencers
and educators
and..
explorers and celebrators
yes explorers and celebrators..
so citizens of brics-plus countries watch out
you are next
we will slay all your resistance
your progeny will also be similarly safe-spaced
wrapped up with our colours and stripes
we will start the roll out in your universities
those are always the most welcoming of places..
your traditional ways will also be smeared and speared
our crumbling empires have not yet disappeared
they have just changed strategies and tactics
the hidden hand remains the same
and..
as has always been the way
we will have the last say
this realm is ours until hit with the solar flash
and somehow and some way
even after that
we will be back..
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