I just read about a high school girls’ basketball team that had a pre-game chant that included the “N-word.” That’s pretty bad. They only got found out because a new girl on the team happened to be African-American, and they didn’t seem to think that her presence warranted skipping that part of their routine. When she pointed out that the chant was offensive, they blew off her concerns. So, she got a little physical, and her “brawling” got her a suspension. But it also brought the situation to the light of school officials.
I’m not a fan of fighting, and definitely consider it unladylike behavior. However, sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
Reminds me of this fabulous poem about St. Nicholas, which is so very clever I have to link to it so I can find it again.
And yet there is a time, one feels
To strike and not to speak.
When Reason with Unreason deals,
It’s reason which is weak.
For who can mould a brain of mud
With philosophic lore?
Better to thump the stupid crud.
His place is on the floor.
Reit This Way 
LOL! I read it to the kids. It is awesome!
Thank you for the link, and glad you enjoyed it.
God bless!
Hey Michelle,
Thought about you and your lovelies at Queen of Apostles the other day. We went up there for a little pilgrimage. Glad to hear you are as well as all get out, by the likes of your postings and blog.
I am impressed. Frtiz is 13! How did that happen!
In Christ,
all the very best to your family,
Helen Donovan
Helen, happy new year! We miss QofA terribly – didn't know you had left. I guess it's not the same any more, especially with Fr. VW gone, too. Hope this next year is a great one for your family.