December 5th, 2025Kyle’s Rant

I swear if one more kid asks me to say “sixes and sevens” one more time I will punch them in the head. If you don’t know what the phrase “sixes and sevens” means, please Google it and get back to me with the answer.

The kids don’t even know what it means. It is as nonsensical as “rizz” (charisma), “slay” (to do something well) and “sus” (suspicious). Other common words include “bet” (okay/I agree), “drip” (style), “mid” (average), and “yeet” (to throw forcefully).
For God’s sake just use the English language. A quick search on the internet reveals: “Six seven,” or “67,” is a vague, slang term popular among young people in 2025 that has no single, defined meaning. The term was named 2025’s “Word of the Year” by Dictionary.com, even though dictionary creators admit they are still trying to figure out its exact meaning. WTF…
So, this is what the kids do for fun now, they get perfectly tried and true words and turn them into stuff that doesn’t make sense to have a giggle at the adult population.
And here I go with the in-my-day stuff. We used to do phone pranks, like calling a random number and asking if “Mr Wall was there?”. The response was always “no”, so we would then ask what about Mrs Wall? “No” would say the confused prank victim. So, are any of the Walls there? “No” Well, we would say, you better get out of the house as the roof is about to collapse. Now that was funny.
Teachers would have it worse with our brand of 80s pranking. We would rig up all the teacher tools like the blackboard duster, chalk and classroom cupboards, with strands of cotton.
One time I had the teacher so frustrated as he searched for the duster he had just put down, so after a while he stormed out of the classroom. It was there all the time, just above his head floating in mid-air on a thread of cotton. Chalk would fly across the room, cupboard doors would mysteriously open. And when he came close to tracing the cotton back to the prankster, you simply had to break it off and throw the end away.
This leads me to a point where social media has kept the little buggers in a bit of a haze for years now, with their Tik/Insta lives being played out at arm’s length on a screen in front of them. Making them blurry eyed, unsocial and not totally connected to life.
And now the government has intervened and has stripped the opiate of the screen away from the under 16-year-olds. And for those little cherubs who aren’t clever enough to figure out how to do a workaround using an offshore IP address to pick up their social media fix, the world will begin to come into focus.
And we must ask ourselves are we ready for the zombie awakening, are our hospitals prepared for the up-tick in broken bones, cuts and abrasions? As the mass-teenager migration with all the pent-up youth energy, freshly released from the indenture of the screen, set themselves upon the streets, parks and neighbourhoods.
And with this sudden explosion of energy, breathing the fresh air and running through the streets, will the parents have enough food in the cupboards to feed them or for that matter have a conversation with them?
This is a being that you know lives in your house, but you rarely see or engage with, and you’re okay with that as it keeps things easy. I guess time will tell how “teenager-gate” turns out as their attention, energy and enthusiasm suddenly turn to our adults’ world of reality that we have previously shielded them from via a little screen in their palms.
What have we done rant over…