by Brad Bolman
Call me Marlow.
You saw him out of the corner of your eye. Fashion label jeans, shirt just tight enough to suggest…
(“It’s not what’s revealed but what’s concealed,” said Ms. Conrads about art, and you would heartily agree if you knew art. Splatter-splotch guy?)
SENIOR ALERT!
It was love (omg!):
Maybe it was the sports player charm (qt)
Thrill of an older fellow (roflcopter)
Mysterious knowledge of anime and science (plz)
Gun rack (srsly?)
But you up-down him and want to effing shout “Right on!” up to the mother-effing trees!
Pulcinella ring through the breeze.
Experience like a sage, amateur Brad Pitt in training –
Casanova, baby.
Little nymphet running to your Humbert Humbert.
There are snakes in the motha-effing school!
Have to stay silent, keep it inside, untranslatable like morse:
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“The junk merchant … does not improve and simplify his merchandise. He degrades and simplifies the client.”
Peer pressure, competition blow off course like Aeolian winds.
They’ll be back.
Corruption is the name of the game for the Mad Men –
Morals deep like shallow pools, won’t think twice.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Great expectations descended and break pay tribute money like Massacio handing Perugino’s key to the treasure.
Just like Iraq Taylor Swift PT Cruiser: sounded good at the time.
Love is not Seth/Summer L.B Jeffries/Lisa Fremont
You don’t know love…
so, like Heidegger, let it be.
Famous disavowal: “I know very well, but all the same…”
Careful Rumsfeld, always sounded good at the time.
“Stick to your own kind, one of your own kind.”
Next day plays a game of disappear like the Major.
Jumps out the window as you pop in.
Don’t leave 9th grade guys fighting over remnants like famished Irish farmers foraging for a tater.
Satisfactory reason exists to avoid Olympians.
You will see the best minds of your generation destroyed by madness.
Like McD’s, expand, monopolize relations.
“If this is the best of all possible worlds, what are the others?”
Open up hearts of darkness like Suger.
“The horror!”
All work and no play makes (insert nice fellow’s name here) a dull boy.
All work and no play makes (insert nice fellow’s name here) a dull boy.
All work and no play makes (insert nice fellow’s name here) a dull boy.
My suggestion for the 9th Grade Ladies starts
wait…
Fix hair, straighten shirt
wait…
Ok: GOL (giggle out loud) with your little girl-power teen posse gather tightest together Sancho Panza on left, Watson on right (in girl form), and then TBH just say L8R, LSR.
“I am on your side. But you have no way of knowing it, because our heart is blind.”
Depart as air, shake your splendid locks at the runaway sun.
How old are you now?
“I’m seventeen and I’m crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.”
You’re 15,14,13 — 17. And crazy.
After all, Cabot was an explorer and disappeared forever.
“I decline to accept the end of man.”
So sit back and enjoy the strawberries and the Queen’s gambit.
We all grow up too fast so let’s walk backwards.

Debate Yearbook Article (Censored)
Yearbook Debate Article
By (mostly) Brad Bolman and Isaac Alpert and Peter Vale
Spotted: Debate Team
We will start by acknowledging that to properly explain how fantastic this year has been, we would need reams and reams of paper and the intelligence of someone like Dr. Carl Graves. However, because those aren’t accessible to us, we’ll give you, a top 9 list.
1. We talked about a lot of stuff, and also argued about a lot of stuff. Like, “Should the US federal government increase social services?” “Should America increase the surge in Afghanistan?” or “Should Wanda ask Thomas to WPA?” Throughout these hard times in the American recession, many have lost their imagination. But fear not fearful reader, just like Mary J. Blige, WE’VE STILL GOT IT!
2. This is the first year that Pembroke has qualified multiple teams to the Tournament of Champions. It’s also the first time anyone in Missouri has ever competed at the TOC. So, the debate team just broke a 50 year historical record in Missouri in the period of about 4 years.
3. I heard some of ya’ll don’t think we can public speak: well we can, through written words.
4. Mr Miller exaggerated a LOT! He threatened to kill me if this article wasn’t turned in on time. Secret: I turned it in late, still alive!
5. Our I.E. team (Katie et al.) won a ton of stuff. She’s a one-woman wrecking machine of humorous and oratorical power.
6. A lot of freshman joined the team. This year has been an amazing year for recruitment. There’s so many of them, Lewis is actually having a hard time deciding which one of them he wants to date.
7. Matt Frankland’s sister is a shockingly interesting person.
8. We brought home a ton of sweet trophies: 1) “In case you couldn’t tell, this is a cannon” 2) Trophies in the state of Texas and 3) Plates. This year has taught everyone vital life skills: Thomas has learned to swallow pills without peanut-butter (jk, he’s still trying), Peter has learned how to read faster using the force, and Isaac has met expectations, repeatedly.
9. Grant Barnow (R.I.P.) has been a vital source of exterior motivation for the team that he is no longer a member of. (He quit). Walter has filled his position with charm and grace, and he has done incredibly in student congress. Every tournament, I wake up a little happier knowing that Walter is bringing the hammer to the Student Congress.
All in all, we never would’ve spent our time in any other room in the school than the debate room. You probably don’t even know who any of us are.
XOXO, DB8 Team