And Special Thanks to Principal Douchebag
Dear Friends,
After a hiatus and then a second hiatus, the Hard Taco rock opera is back! Thank you for patiently waiting for two hiatuses for “Dark Star Origin,” an original fairy tale told through song. I'm excited to share the first half with you this month, with the conclusion set to release next month.
This whole Hard Taco project started because I had to write a rock opera, and that only happened because my high school principal was a douchebag.
Let's step into the Bygone Days Machine and set the knobs to November 1992. I was a 16-year-old high school senior in Mr. Liska's AP English class, my voice was finally changing, and I had just received my early decision admission letter from Brown. My future college didn't recognize the AP English exam, rendering the second semester of Mr. Liska's class, which focused on AP exam prep, irrelevant for me. When I explained this to Mr. Liska, he greenlighted my request to transfer into a different English class, creative writing.
But evil forces were astir! A few days after winter break, the Douchebag Principal (DP) summoned me to his office. There had been a mistake, he told me. Students cannot change classes mid-year under any circumstances. Not only would have to return to AP English, but I would be forced to take (and pay for) the AP English exam that my college would not honor. My parents and I tried to fight it, but the Douchebag Principal (DP) stood his douchey-douchey ground. Did the school have quotas for student AP examinees? Or did he get personal financial incentives for lack of transparency and extraordinary douchebaggery? We'll never know.
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