Congratulations to Momma Fargo!

Here's a hoist of the afternoon bourbon glass and a tip of the old fedora to Momma Fargo, who can now be properly referred to as Magister Fargo.  Read the entire story at Ma-story (pronounced mastery only spelled different) Accomplished.



Momma now has her Masters degree, and is going to begin teaching in higher education.  By her own admission she'd be a better fit with older kids.

From her article:

I love little kids, I just am not good at molding their minds.

Well, maybe so. I have no trouble envisioning a typical Fargo scenario:

Little Jimmy: She keeps pinching me!

Fargo: And you let her? Belt her a nice one in the old snot locker. She'll quit.

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Principal: And she told you what?
Little Jimmy: She said to belt her in the snot locker, so I did.
Principal: Now Jimmy, I want you to listen very carefully. Hitting someone is wrong. It's the wrong thing to do, and hitting someone never solved anything.
Little Jimmy: Well, she stopped pinching me.
Principal: You should have told your teacher.
Little Jimmy: I did! And she said -
Principal: James, I'll hear no more about it. Now you go apologize to Suzy right now, then we'll schedule a meeting with your parents, your teacher, and the school psychologist. We have a zero tolerance policy in this school.

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Little Jimmy: Suzy? I'm sorry you're a real fourteen carat chrome plated bitch on a stick whose only natural talent is playing the victim, so I had to belt you in the snot locker.
Principal: James! Did you really say that?
Little Jimmy: No, not really. I'm only a literary device and the author got a bit carried away. I was supposed to say, "I'm sorry I had to hit you in the snot locker."
Principal: Jack? Mad Jack! Knock it off, and I mean now. I don't know why you ever bother to come to school anyway. It's not like you're learning anything.
Mad Jack: You're the reason I come to school, Mister Principal. You're my idol. When I grow up, I want to be a great big zero, just like you.

That last got me an additional three day suspension, but it was worth it.

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I fear I've digressed a bit. Therefore, I urge you to point your browser at Ma-story (pronounced mastery only spelled different) Accomplished and leave a congratulatory note in the comments section.

Thank you.