It’s male human beings sick to death of being sent outside in bubble wrap to play in ADA compliant playgrounds with the monkey bars set so low your knees would touch the ground –if the ground wasn’t covered with a rubber cushion. It’s little boys weary of wearing helmets to ride a tricycle. It’s the human spirit, unleashed, where it’s always unleashed — the last place you’d expect.
Go pass another anti-bullying rule while obsessing over the gruel you serve in the cafeteria, just before letting the kids go outside in a pen to watch the girls text each other while sitting on the swings. We’re playing here.