It’s said that ignorance can be cured by education, but there’s no cure for stupidity. The case of the baghead bandit will illustrate the latter.

Furman is an eighth grade dropout with few prospects for anything productive in the immediate future. Needing money for things like cigarettes and beer, Furman plans to rob a local bank. He finds a paper bag in his mother’s kitchen and tears two eye-holes out of it. Then he grabs a butcher knife out of a kitchen drawer. Those actions conclude Furman’s planning session for his first criminal endeavor.

The next day Furman walks into a nearby bank, steps up to a teller window and announces, "This is a stickup — gimme all the money."

The teller seems confused. That’s when Furman hauls out his momma’s butcher knife and waves it in front of the teller’s face.

The teller begins staring at Furman. First at one of the bag’s eye-holes, then at the other. "What you lookin’ at?" Furman snaps.

"I was just looking at your eyes, sir," the teller answers. With that, Furman grabs the bag, almost stabbing himself in one eye, and twists the bag around so his eyes don’t show through the holes.

At that moment, the next teller screams — a loud and long, blood-curdling scream. The sudden scream causes Furman to panic and he turns and bolts toward the bank’s exit.

Trouble is, Furman can’t see because the eye-holes are no longer lined up with his eyes. Running at flat-out speed, Furman slams into the steel door jamb around the revolving door and knocks himself unconscious.

A few minutes later, when the police arrive, Furman is still flat on his back—out cold. He’s first taken to the hospital’s emergency room where doctors say he suffered mild head trauma, but no concussion.

We’re told that some 68 percent of eighth graders will never graduate from high school. It’s kind of scary when you think that some of those eighth graders may end up just like Furman.