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And am puzzled.

Perhaps because I am not American, this seems like a replication of every single high school drama ever?
Barring Degrassi which was Canadian and Buffy which mocked high school more than anything.

I mean the songs were good, very talented peeps.

But really? The clump of over done stereotypes is America's top show. I'm not judging anyone who watches it, god knows the stuff I like is considered trash, but really?

Where is the New-ness?
Where am I seeing something that is a little different?

I'll probably view the series, because I can see other members of my family are utterly smitten, but really?
One's inner conflict is by being both a jock and a glee club singer?

Also, why is every female character obsessing over something and it's made to seem dysfunctional? Why is the football coach not taking "No" for an answer when the teacher with OCD rejects him? Why is Jane Lynch constantly type cast as the mannish coach?!

Why is everyone so mean to Artie!? The kid in the wheelchair, the only thing he is, is the geeky kid in the wheelchair.

Again, perhaps because the notion of cliques and this type of stratification of social circles isn't something I've actually experienced and it all seems to be this imaginary and fantastical Jungian thing... it all seems a bit much.

Help me here US friends, is high school really like that? Or is this also Buffy-esque and the monsters are instead simply exaggerated stereotypical roles?

As an aside, my mom told me not to read too much into it. At which point I laughed me EVIL LAUGH! Mwahahahaha.
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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