On The Value Of Art Classes

[x_pete_wisdom]

In the last day or so, we've had one young man who really ought to have known better do something very, very fucking stupid, and a shouting match in the halls at Xavier's.

The young man, I shall leave to his girlfriend, who will, I'm sure, chastise him appropriately.

The shouting match in the hall isn't really my business. I don't know who it was, but I will hazard a guess that it was the result of someone suffering a sense of perspective failure. It always is.

Remember boys and girls: if you do not know what perspective is, you can take an art class. You will find it both educational, and therapeutic. I am told that both education and therapy are good things. Having had as little as possible to do with either, I wouldn't know.

I'm really only posting because I have temporarily run out of things to read, so if you have a problem, feel free to take it up with my staff.

Actually, fuck it. I think I'll pop up to Charlie's place to point and laugh at Nate. See you all soon.

And remember: art classes.

Comments

[x-legion.livejournal.com]

After meeting Pete, I guess the appropriate follow-up question is "How big was the fire?"

[x-dominion.livejournal.com]

Actually, Pete is good with kids. According to my sister, he's just a big old soppy...

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

Well, you're no fun.

[x-dominion.livejournal.com]

I'm all kinds of fun. A regular playground of a guy.

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

I'll bet. Swingsets, seesaws, and all.

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

You and I both know that your sister, she does not live in the same world as the rest of us.