Ugh, I'm thinking of the gifted pull-out I had-- newspaper club-- which consisted of trawling the encyclopedia and writing a story with a banal, faux-cheerful tone. One task was to talk about Canada's first female senator. After 10 minutes of writing, I had the next month's work done; that's how little value the program delivered.

What it should really have been called was the stuff-your-face-with-pizza-and-butt-kiss club. Sickening.

What is to give light must endure burning.