Pointless whole number alert:this is my 300th published blog entry! Let the fizzy booze flow!
So, down to business. I’m a sucker for giving away the plot of the blog in the title, and it looks like I’ve done it again.
As you may have guessed, I am about to talk about Sweden and the strange resistance to the idea of school uniforms. Very few schools over here, if any, have uniforms, and the topic always gets a heated reaction when it is brought up.
Now I had a school uniform from the age of 12 and it did me the world of good. Put hair on my chest, food on my plate and built my character, so it did. Yes indeed.
But, to understand the issue a bit better, I here present the main arguments in favour of uniforms:
1 – You reduce bullying somewhat by having everybody dress the same.
2 – You allow the kids to see each other as people, and not just as the clothes and styles that they have.
3 – You reduce stress on the kids by giving them no choice about what to wear to school every day.
4 – You make it less obvious who is poor, rich, trendy or nerdy.
5 – You make it easier to spot kids skiving off around town when they should be in school.
6 – You hopefully put less financial pressure on the parents to always have to get the latest trendy clothes for their offspring.
And then the arguments against:
1 – The kids will lose their individuality.
To which I say: oh please… Swedish kids are already almost indentical in the way they dress, speak, look and think; can a uniform make them any more similar than they already are?
And so with nobody able to come up with a good reason why there are no uniforms, we can only put it down to inertia and a general fear of making the kidz do anything against their will. Which gives you, obviously, a generation of very bratty children who think that everything that doesn’t go their own way is unfair.
So then, am I a grumpy old man yet..? How about now?