"Everyone has run, and everyone must have a prize."
I think it was my eldest nieceling who had a graduation from preschool, where they got diplomas they'd finger-painted themselves. I guess I don't have a problem with that, but apparently the ceremony took forever. Didn't they know that parents of small children are busy and tired?
Someone badgered me into processing at high school, but that was the only time.
There was a movie called
Smile, about a mickey-mouse beauty pageant, where one of Bruce Dern's fantasy scenes was a speech to the high school graduation about what BS it is that they're going to make a difference and how bright the future is. Barbara Feldon gets shot by her husband, Annette O'Toole wins, Joan Prather's just glad it's over, a topless polaroid of Melanie Griffith gets confiscated and winds up on the sun-visor of the sheriff's car.
I don't think I've seen Annette O'Toole since that Nastasia Kinski werpanther movie where the zoo employees all carried lambsfoots.
"It's been so long, so long, so long..."