From a conversation I had yesterday it seems that I never wrote the following down, so now I will do it for sure. It might also have been a slight oversight in tagging, but if so I have unravelled some new evidence that is astonishing and will be given in the end of this posting.
It has everything to do with that Air Wolf entertainment that goes by the name of Medieval Times. And also with the American School system.
This started several weeks ago when I meet one of the participants in the splendid entertainment that was the victory for the red knight that I wrote about here. For lazy people: When we went to Medieval Times.
She is American and told me that she had last been to MT when she was 14 years old and that she had gone there with here class in school, a normal school, no tinfoil religious institution, but a regular American school. They went to MT since they at that time where studying Knights and the middle ages in history class! This I took as a joke until she assured me that it was all true. I laughed of course. But on the inside I was screaming in horror. What else could you expect from the schools? Maybe when studying math and economics they could use the terrible SMS-loans as examples of a "normal" and quite acceptable way of finance or when studying the Neolithic age there are so many films to choose from to look at as absolute prof of how life looked "when man and dinosaur walked the earth together". Flintstones - the documentary.
Anyway I was relating this story to my friend who actually was the reason for me to go to Medieval Times in the first place. And then he confirmed that he had also been to 'the Times' with his school, but this time it was the minimally more acceptable History Club, an after school activity for those interested in history. Which tells us that this is not a unique event perpetrated by a single deranged teacher.
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onsdag 19 oktober 2011
lördag 27 augusti 2011
In a time of galant knights and no forks...
Yesterday we went to NJs finest dinning restaurant (without cutlery): Medieval Times! In a rented party bus, sporting a strip pole. For those of you who do not know of the concept of Medieval Times here is the link: http://medievaltimes.com/.
Now it is time to stop being objective and start getting down and dirty subjective.
Medieval Times is a shameless stupidity, much like the Eurovision Song Contest, but for knights. And how dumb isn't that since there are no knights?
So what is it, what goes on?
Well a bunch of people with no acting skills dress up in fancy colourful dresses and fake armour and "act" out a story about good and evil, love and betrayal that leads up to and ends with very bad mock fighting, and ultimately a gift shop. Meanwhile the audience is divided into six different camps set up to cheer on a specific knight in the tournament while fed grilled food whit no cutlery. And I might add that the food was tasty although the chicken was a bit over cooked.
So there is a mock tournament in the end and the evil knight runs around and fights everyone else to the kings over acted dismay while the princess pretends to miss her beloved prince while she is shamelessly carousing the knights in the background (for the last part I have no prof except for the princess complete lack of interest in her betrothed and kidnapped prince while giving lip service to the contrary, and of course my own imagination, as so often before.)
Some people in the audience bring their own plastic cutlery, which the people running the show frown up on and try to stop through public humiliation and finger pointing, which I admit that I like. But still: the plastic cutlery has its place in Medieval Times as much as let us say nylon garments, industrially processed food, plastic chairs, smoke machines and coloured floodlights to just name a few.
Now we are getting to the good part: Our knight won! Go red!
Like any good American sporting event the outcome has been rigged, just like in wrestling in the WWE or boxing on ESPN.
So what did I do to make it interesting? Easy! Find a bunch of kids in any other team and start winding them up! Then continue winding them up for as long as it lasts and finally win the damn thing so that you may shove it down their annoying little kid throats. Then take the party bus back to Manhattan.
Will I go again: probably not. Did I wish to have my time and money back? No, I am happy that we did this and I am grateful that I was invited. If you get a chance you should try it, but it is a drunk event in many respects, just like the Eurovision... but for knights.
Now it is time to stop being objective and start getting down and dirty subjective.
Medieval Times is a shameless stupidity, much like the Eurovision Song Contest, but for knights. And how dumb isn't that since there are no knights?
So what is it, what goes on?
Well a bunch of people with no acting skills dress up in fancy colourful dresses and fake armour and "act" out a story about good and evil, love and betrayal that leads up to and ends with very bad mock fighting, and ultimately a gift shop. Meanwhile the audience is divided into six different camps set up to cheer on a specific knight in the tournament while fed grilled food whit no cutlery. And I might add that the food was tasty although the chicken was a bit over cooked.
So there is a mock tournament in the end and the evil knight runs around and fights everyone else to the kings over acted dismay while the princess pretends to miss her beloved prince while she is shamelessly carousing the knights in the background (for the last part I have no prof except for the princess complete lack of interest in her betrothed and kidnapped prince while giving lip service to the contrary, and of course my own imagination, as so often before.)
Some people in the audience bring their own plastic cutlery, which the people running the show frown up on and try to stop through public humiliation and finger pointing, which I admit that I like. But still: the plastic cutlery has its place in Medieval Times as much as let us say nylon garments, industrially processed food, plastic chairs, smoke machines and coloured floodlights to just name a few.
Now we are getting to the good part: Our knight won! Go red!
Like any good American sporting event the outcome has been rigged, just like in wrestling in the WWE or boxing on ESPN.
So what did I do to make it interesting? Easy! Find a bunch of kids in any other team and start winding them up! Then continue winding them up for as long as it lasts and finally win the damn thing so that you may shove it down their annoying little kid throats. Then take the party bus back to Manhattan.
Will I go again: probably not. Did I wish to have my time and money back? No, I am happy that we did this and I am grateful that I was invited. If you get a chance you should try it, but it is a drunk event in many respects, just like the Eurovision... but for knights.
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