The youth of today are on a road to certain destruction. They are rude, dress inappropriately, and waste their time in meaningless involvement in dubious music and frivolous talk. --Plato

"Mine heart is sick of giving thee further teaching. I may give thee an hundred blows, and yet thou casteth them all off. Thou art as a beaten ass unto me, that is stubborn....The kite is put in a nest, the wings of the kite are bound. I will also make thee play the man, thou bad boy. Prithee, know that." (Egyptian scribe Akhthoy to his son Piopi, a student in the school of the children of the magistrates, c 1600 BC., cited in "Never to Die," Mayer and Prideaux, The Viking Press, NY, 1988, pg 121)

"I am told thou forsakest writing, that thou givest thyself up to pleasures; thou goest from street to street, where it smelleth of beer, to destruction. Beer, it scareth men from thee, it sendeth thy soul to perdition. Thou are like a broken steering-oar in a ship, that is obedient on neither side. Thou art like a shrine without its god, and like a house without bread... Thou sittest in front of the wench and art besprinkled with oil, thy garland hangeth about thy neck, and thou drummest on thy paunch. Thou dost reel, and then fallest upon they belly and art besmirched with dirt." (Egyptian scribe Akhthoy to his son Piopi, a student in the school of the children of the magistrates, c 1600 BC., cited in "Never to Die," Mayer and Prideaux, The Viking Press, NY, 1988, pg 121)

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