The Pendragon's Hall

OK, enough communist pink-eyes, chanting greenie slogans! Let's celebrate some dead white men! Today is Saint George's Day. Remember the guy who killed the dragon? That's the one, the patron saint of England. Fun stuff. White men don't kill dragons to save princesses anymore, mostly because the princesses tend to like dragons. That's something I have never understood. Princesses don't want to be seen as "dependent" so they make sure the knight doesn't kill the dragon. But enough of my bitter ranting. For all you princesses out there, stay put. Rescue is on the way and it does not defraud you to wait for it. In the old story of Saint George, the princess was the one who guided him through the forest he was not sure about to where the dragon was. What goes around comes around and the woman does not always have to be saving the day.

Today is also William Shakespeare's birthday. Ironically enough we are presenting one of his plays here at school tonight and tomorrow. Does anyone still read Shakespeare? I hope so. His plays are the high point of the English language. Although he still holds up certain ideals that are no longer popular, it would be worth it to be reminded of it.