Resistance is useless

Even though it is half term and there’s still graffiti appearing.  Ms Bland has put Clarius on graffiti alert and he patrols the school with sprays and paints to remove the offending HH symbols – which I still don’t quite get.   I asked Havoc Blythe at break, and he said that it was all to do with rebellion.  According to him, rebellion is easy to break down when it is logical and has an agreed position.  When it is illogical or surreal – as with painting HH on walls in a reference to a 30 year old science fiction story – it is much harder to put down.

“The characters in the Hitch Hiker series are rebels – but against what?  Anything, everything, nothing.  How does someone as focussed and logical as Ms Bland attack that?”

It all seemed to be some sort of explanation, until the story broke at lunchtime that big white letters had been painted on the front doors of several senior managers of the school including Ms Bland, the head and the deputy.   The letters in each case were RIU – standing I suppose for “Resistance is Useless”.  Clarius was dispatched to Ms Bland’s house.

In the middle of the afternoon a note was circulated saying that all radios and radio station receiving devises were now banned from the school.  There was no explanation.

Bodger popped in, and following his guidance we turned off all our computers – since they could all receive internet radio.   He worked his way around the school passing the message on to the few teachers on the premises and helping to dismantle every computer in the school.

By 2.30pm everything was shut down, and that left all of us without any work to do.   Fortunately I had not finished reading the latest Artemis Fowl novel, which is a little disappointing I think.  Whereas all the previous stories in the series (which I have been devoted to since first hearing one read on Big Toe on Radio 7) have been driven forward by the action, this time we have such a complicated plot – with Artemis travelling backwards in time in order to save his mother, that we lose the thrill of the events.  But it gave me something to do.

As I left for the day I could overhear a furious row going on in Ms Bland’s office.

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