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I love stalking folk singers, television, Virginia Woolf, Sweet Valley High, awkward moments, and liminal spaces.

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You know what just popped into my head? That song we used to sing in elementary school: “Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to school we go / with razor blades and hand grenades / heigh-ho, heigh-ho / heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s home from school we go / with razor cuts and blown up butts / heigh-ho, heigh-ho.”

(Is there more? I don’t remember.)

What I’m trying to say is that we sang this gleefully in the early ’90s and, for all the research I do on school shootings and other violence, it’s never (to my knowledge) come back into my head post-Columbine. (Or, now that I’m thinking about it, the myriad other violent/semi-violent parodies we used to sing.)

Thanks, brain, for giving me something to think about this weekend.

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