Oooooh dear ...

[blamebrampton]

Apparently, an American school principal told a lad to go home and change because his kilt could be misconstrued as crossdressing.

A local news source on the story includes this helpful line:
Kilts are traditional Scottish apparel, generally worn by men, often for formal or special occasions.
and some interesting comments.

But this source has the best picture editor ...

Dear bubba, that last link could stand as a birthday present to you! Have a very happy one, eynhashofet , you deserve it!

And silenceofcedars , I hope that the cake and good wishes fairy has rolled up to your house a little pleasantly tipsy and settled in for the duration.

Comments

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Oh piss off, as the Australians say. What a pack of wankers (yes, that's Aussie, too).

When I was a teenage girl and some of the teenage boys of my acquaintance would tell me they were superior, I would agree to concede the point if they would spend the afternoon wearing stilletos while I punched them in the stomach once every five minutes and they simultaneously read a map, did their maths homework and cared for a toddler, all with perfect hair and eye make-up.

Not one of them ever took up the challenge.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

*wistful sigh* I had gone from Aussiefanning to Aussiephobia the last 20 years ... but just before you swayed me, I remembered that that is the intervening generation and a similar discourse today - if it would even take place - would end differently, so I'd only travel there again by Tardis.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Heh! Australia is a strange and insanely diverse place, so I am not surprised parts of it triggered a phobia. (I hope it's not the fauna, though, those spiders are actually very sweet, and many of the snakes are friendly!)

They do all have a lovely line in swearing, though ;-)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

See, it wasn't actually the fauna, since that's a huge attraction with all the fresh fruit and colourful plants and deserts and cliffs, but now that you mention it, having to wave a stick to get from door to street at night in case they wove across the path, and check teh footmat, and always have them in the shower, argh. Argh. Guh. I don't mind snakes. Pity one can't swim anywhere in the wild without being crippled by jellyfish (well, or sharks or crocodiles). And the flies! Oh yes, I didn't dislike the fauna until you mentioned it now ;P

Yeahhh, I know. I do have three pages of swear words, collected in one evening, and the only one I ever remember is catflap.